To love we conquered
Whilst we were still young.
I walked that earth,
I touched that sun.

Those lips I once kissed
Were my first
As they were the sweetest to thirst.

Your hair had the golden mirth
Of the sun;
We made love all night long
As we would lie together
Watching the shooting stars race
Across the sky.

But since we have parted
I've started
To think how much I've missed
Your face.

©Jack Aylward
22nd June 2005