There is a place which I recall
in quiet moments when I'm alone
where the light of a candle and
the sound of your voice seemed to merge as one
as they cradled my soul.
Your tender silhouette, so gentle yet strong,
set the world to right
and the music of the chords
as your fingers caressed the strings
gave meaning to life
beyond all comprehension.
Life was so simple and so complicated then.
You kindled in me
the moon and the stars
who drank deep from your eyes
and from your innocence
with no demands,
no expectations,
no explanations.
We were alone in the world,
in the silence of a look, a touch, a kiss.
How I loved you then!
How I love you still!

J. Sandy