Oh you know
the breeze,
like a ripple across the pond.

Blowing softly through your hair,
Following and chasing.

Pursuing yet never pressing,
Honest and pure like two swans making love on the misty lake in the morning.

Time, oh yes even time slowed and crawled.
Days, seemingly filled with more passion and magic than years.

And together, Us loving and glowing...
Growing and dreaming...
Laughing and breathing...

That was truth and life,
in its most honest and humble form.

Yes, the closest thing I've ever known to paradise was within reach,
when I was within reach of you.