Breathless we lay, sweat upon our skin
Reckless we played, caring not for sin
Love was a living, tactile thing
Poems written and read
Songs we’d sing.
Days melted into night
So quickly our heads would spin.
Time was but a construct
We ignored with all our might
Never giving in.
Then, as life goes, we moved into
Another place, another state
Of mind and of being
Feeling something’s lost
Not understanding.
As he walked away I found my cheeks
Wet with the tears of regret
And neither speaks
But the silence spoke volumes
As he left my life.
I remember that day
The first time we were breathless
Two as one, as they say
And way too reckless
We lost the magic .
Like sand it slipped through our fingers
And we knew not how to grab
A chalice in which to hold
The glory, lest it escape
And escape it did.
Looking back I wonder
What would’ve, could’ve happened
If we’d been stronger, wiser,
Knew better, held on longer
Would it have lasted?
Or were we destined to move on
And away to other lovers
To love others, and feel
Again, what it’s like to be
Breathless.