love song

2 am, the song plays on repeat again, fills my ears with memories that ring,

the words recall a special day, those years ago, in spring,

the day bygone where our eyes did catch, I saw you dance, so precious, so nice,

you sang a verse, a voice so warm, as perfect a sound as paradise.

This song, was ours, it filled our hearts, swirled into our souls,lifted us, gifting love,

the meaning so true, its passions we knew, as if was written for us, a song from above,

a beat that lulled us in, to give in, to make our first moves,

to share our first kiss, a first taste of bliss.

Two hearts entwined, we danced in time, alive, so close, all night,

we loved with a fresh view, of the world anew, our smiles, a wonderful sight,

the music would stop, it always does, but the song remains,

it plays on again, the sounds still so sweet, so perfect so free, but without you.

It is never the same.

Thanks for reading
kyle (the hopeless romantic poet)