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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