Return

Knowing your touch
will be as whisper soft 
as midnight, that magic hour 
when the world is
slowly floating past

You lean close  to kiss my forehead, 

making me feel so safe

In your arms, I will drift as
smoothly as a ship bound
for passion's shore,
lost in the fog of bliss

In a world where ecstasy is
not a distant memory
but rather the mindset
of what we are together

Traveling life's path around
any obstacles, hand in hand

I see beyond the mountains high, to 

a time and place of contentment, 

Known as the book of We, 

it starts with chapter 1 

welcome to when

Lynn West (c) 2024