Ever so smoothly,
we dance to the music
of passion.
Ever so softly
we fall like feathers
from the wings
of Eros and Phileo. 
Ever ardent
we bring each other warmth
 and affection transcendent. 
Ever do we love.

Ever Do We Love.

She and he were inseparable 
But not the always together type
It was on a much deeper level
Their hearts were in sync 
But the thought of him leaving 
Made her cry until she sank 
The day finally came 
When he left on the plane 
She grew tired of trying 
And so sick of crying 
The hope became lost 
And a last their love was doomed