The Lovers
He loved her, and she, him
Even in the bright and dim
“If you love me, prove it now.”
She spoke, soft and seductive
So love they made, then and there
His body on hers, his fingers in her hair
Her arms wrapped around him tightly
Their pulses beating, in unison, lightly
From this day on, she was his
But he had been hers since before this
He had been hers since his eyes saw her
Today they travel everywhere together
Like birds of a feather,
These are the lovers . . .
Copyright © R.C. Lewis | Year Posted 2014
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