When Once We Could Fly

We heard a soft sound,

a beckoning whisper

hers is a sweet lullaby

simple and free.

~

We knew life so abound

our every move, a stir

in a quiet, hushed rhapsody

of love, you and me.

~

Oh to capture the truth in such melody

To know our hearts our passion a remedy

~

We knew would be our albatross

a slow and stirring flight

through foggy nights,

and morning autumn breeze.

~

We cried a tear as emotions cross

yet still winds of passion fight,

forever this our lover’s plight,

we could, might know its gentle ease.

~

Oh to capture the truth in such melody

to know our hearts, a love speak sensuality.

Published by a quiet man

I am a writer. I've always wanted to write intriguing words. Don't we all. Aren't we all wanting to be experts in the language of love, sensuality, desire, provocative notions? Well, I'm giving it a try. Join me if you'd like, and please share any feedback you think would help my adventure :)

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