A Love Story My Favorite

Your love So gently coiled Around me, My heart It's trellis. Our love spoke For itself, We wore it well. Everyone could tell Love splashed its Ageless Precious Breathless Joy All over us. We shared so much We two, A multitude of joyous things... Years of wild and wonderful Passions, Laughter, tears... Good-byes that shook The heavens, Only to embrace again With a love so profound We must have been the envy Of even ancient lovers. Oh! Would that my love were magic I would take away your pain. Would that my love were magic You would laugh, dance, run, sing, Walk in the snow again... Love's magic is found only in The hearts of lovers and writer's Pens. The years have gone so fast, Where did the time go, I Asked a silent room… You're not here and my minds Again adrift on the azure waves of Memories. He really was my one and only True love And I his... He whispered my name, With his dying breath!