Talking to the Wind

We had good days, didn’t we?
We smiled, even laughed
Loved the moments
Of time together
I remember missing you
And seeing you arrive
That joy, that wanting
It was You, all You
My dreams were lived
Eyes wide open
Senses working overtime
Sleep was brief
So not to miss the moment
The time of being alive
The time of longing, lust and Love
We touched
We held hands
We showed the world
Our life of Love
The pride to be alive with you
To give my heart, my soul
And all I have
We had good days, didn’t we?
Or am I talking to the wind?

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Black and White Image of a Butterfly on Grass
Butterfly on Grass