Love, in the creation of a moment, kneeled
down before me on bended knee
and within it’s presence
the sounds of steady winds
drifting in from the rhymes and soul
of a timeless sea
held us breathless
as the deepness of a smile captured me.
Love, in the creation of a moment, took my hand
as we stood in the sand,
just the two of us
all alone on a crowed beach, the same place
where we once stood together looking out at an endless
ocean where the renewal of passion
again kissed us with waves filled with a promise.
Love, in the creation of a moment, looked up at me
misty eyed, blending in perfectly with a mid-October
ski, the same sky that led us into the arms
of each other’s hearts.
Love, in the creation of a moment, made a promise
that we shall never part
as the resiliency of togetherness proposed
to me and the tears of joy
whispered to this once lonely boy
that I will never again have to spend my
days alone.
Tarringo T. Vaughan
© 2013
