I believed true love was that connection
It was when someone instinctively knew
Without words without touch
It was a knowing
Once truly found the chains could not be broken
But many came grinding to a sudden halt
Like a drawbridge slammed across a moat
The murky waters ran deep
But once stirred the ripples remained
like a blind man who has seen for one glorious moment
Colours tasted and an aura painted
If not by numbers by memory
It's a memory, without the event, having ever been played out
Apart from the stirring, that once stoked
Stayed with you until your life's candle snuffed out.
I believed.
Gabby This is romantic and it's enough.
I really liked the Blue poem also. Very
erotic.
Dale