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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A wishing well love By Steven Cooke I sit here all alone The snow melting on my face, A falling leaf sheds a memory, Of my first love. It was here, that barmy night She tripped in fun, amongst the leaves. She breathed a smile, Took my hand, And softly seduced me with a kiss. A secret wish comes true. We made love that summer evening, By the river, under the willow. .Watched by a lover’s moon, Hidden from View. Stared at the stars with our wishing well, We dreamed of love and silly things, Two hearts, inhibition to the wind, Our souls locked in nature’s song. But Young Love is a precious thing, And winters do blow cold. And in the fading light She said goodbye. A last glance, a precocious smile, And the last moon dance was over So here I sit with my wishing well Full of broken dreams, Yet still, I see embers of a girl Who shared love, under the willow Gave hope to my dreams, Touched my heart, And taught me well about The wishing well No tears now, there are dreams to make. For That wish has flown away To find another love To breathe another wish Into another’s heart. To unlock more dreams For her wishing well to pour. But our union was fruitful For my wishing well is full And dreams I can now give For I seek my real love, Where ever she may be. Could it be you?
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