Kevin Michael Bloor

In Love

In youth, we were free-falling into love

Just like the gods and goddesses above

Beguiled and breathless that it had begun

We winged our way towards the setting sun

 

We wandered through an unfrequented field

Where to our youthful yearnings we did yield

From love we made; we melted into one:

One body, mind and soul when sun had gone

 

And by the borrowed light of midnight moon

That rose, replacing daytime’s gold doubloon

We whispered, as the winds of wonder blew

And silently, so deep in love we grew