They are a personal awakening
like an old song from a time
more intimate and meant to be--
Such devastating commitment,
all embraces and soft sighs
and half promises of forever;
A touch of breath, a gentle caress
with nothing but a halo of content
revealing both nothing and love--
Their affair leaves nothing to wonder
no petty doubts, nor fear, nor lies,
only a promise of always;
Some complete and happy union,
leaving no worry of their loyalty,
simple a dazzling eternal infinity;
There she remains, a bride of could-be
across a chasm of my own device,
a gentle beckon from her heart
to mine.