Epic Love Poem.

Across the beaten path of time,
Down the river bank that’s mine.
A broken soul waits to be met,
Complete only by the love I’ve kept.
She waits for me to sing,
To sing,
A sonnet that speaks of everything.
Of deep kisses and late night phone calls,
Of adoration and feelings not so small.
She can taste the words I speak,
So sweet,
She’s been swept off her feet.
I reach out to her for a sense of touch,
Goddamn.
I love her so much.
The breeze picks up,
Daylight rescinds,
Trees begin to dance in the wind.
I step towards her,
Looking for that familiar embrace,
She moves with utmost grace,
My heart begins to race,
Captivated by her beautiful face.
I’m swept up in her arms,
She keeps me safe from all harm.
“I love you” are the words I hear,
And I reply at the top of my voice,
Without a fear,
“I LOVE YOU TO,”
My dear.
And at the sound of my voice, the setting clears.
The winds stop.
The trees still.
The water stops.
The night is chill.
Back up the river bank that’s mine,
Back across the beaten path of time.
I’ve returned from the forest and the soul within,
With more love than I can hold in.
The soul returns with me from above,
She’s become an outlet for my love.