It hasn’t the aura of the skies in twilight
more so the mind falling prey
to insecurities, this haven of anxiety
driving the heart away from
a confidence,
a remember the time we stole away
forever and ever and imagined
seclusion
to have our way,
remember, do you remember
sitting alone
and searching with lips, a damp afternoon
where we might both find pleasure in knowing
we had let go
to discover one another
in a center of passion.
Do you remember we both did
spend time in one another’s eyes,
forever drawn seeking security
inside the mystique of our
soul.
I will forever remember … you
© Scott F Savage 5/2020
Personal Testimony 