I swam within the depths of you,
The waters warm and calm.
The currents soft, a gentle flow,
protected from all harm.
You smiled at me, a gentle breeze,
Caressed my troubled soul.
One gaze from your, soft, caring eyes,
Made what was broken, whole.
A touch from slender fingers,
Would set my heart afire.
A kiss from tender perfumed lips,
Would stimulate desire.
Winter held no power,
To chill the love that burned.
Your voice, a message on the wind,
Would tell of spring, returned.
I thought a love, that burned so bright,
could never pass away.
Yet here I sit, in sadness, cloaked,
Alone, bereft, today.
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