After We Fell In Love
The world grew softer after we fell in love,
Even the winds spoke gently in the trees.
A silver hush followed the wings of doves,
And twilight seemed a blessing, not of grief.
The stars bent lower, trembling in their fire,
The rivers sang with voices newly sweet.
I felt the earth lift higher in desire,
And every flower leaned toward our feet.
No longer did the night hold fear or cold,
Its darkness was a shelter, not a snare.
We carried secret suns no hand could hold,
A warmth that lit the shadows was foretold.
Yet even joy is tender, made to part—
It lingers in the quiet of the skies,
And leaves its fragrance hidden in my heart.
Copyright © James Mclain | Year Posted 2025
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