She does come to mind on a beautiful afternoon,
there is some memory of passion under the moon.
When in the break of day, I will always remember
in a fond manner, those melodies so much sweeter.
Notion of love understood beyond complication
will always favor in wonder of our imagination.
Sometimes just predictable energy does fall flat
when in the end there is no recall of our that
this part of our lives so often thrown upon fantasy,
was there a point to showing eyes should be uneasy.
Would that our lives someday cross path in release
beyond the worry, our caution prevent this peace.
© Scott F. Savage 6/2020
the ‘b’ series
