Being in Love

A touch of skin, the smell of shampoo’d hair –
Teeth and toes, nails, soft backs even shadows –
The laughter in bed,
Just being there –
The big rows, little fights, tears and smiles
Desolate parting –
Endless longing –
Every breathing second thinking of him –
The passion blind –
The passion strong –
Dozens of kisses caught between dreams –
Always right –
Never wrong –
Heaven for the young –
A glow of youth for age,
Letters, gifts, poems, songs –
Music, wine and dance –
Never too late or too soon –
Always adored like spring sunshine –
And a long stemmed-rose in a sweet girl’s room –
The broken-heart dying in a diamond cage –
As memories throb –
One emotion shared by rich and poor –
Lovers cuff-links –
His words –
The loving of another –
Giving of yourself –
The soul’s jacket amid yellow roses –
A now and always of perfect wealth

Shänne Sands, from Night Song published by FootSteps Press

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