for every day
another willed
a time where none
are known
a dawn where once
we lingered
not so long
eternity was passed
into the still
of might have been
a sigh against
the nevermore
of skin
a kiss
where words
went willingly –
with promises to claim
a story weaved
from where I fell
when first I heard
your name
. . .
Such is the way in this world, once we have crossed the realm border we can easily be lost in form, wondering why our travels have sailed past fair harbors …
Such a lovely romantic Bobbie, your words easily leave me breathless!!!
Well, darlin’ girl…., I’d have to label this as one of your best. It doesn’t just read…, it feels…………………………………xo
Oh, this is magical dearest Bobbie…felt. ❤ xXx