A couple they live upstairs,Three years together is theirs,
For love has crossed their path,
Immense joy to make them laugh.
A beach they travel as two,
Listening to nature’s sounds they do,
Days governed only by sun and moon,
Stood still in true beauty until monsoon.
A sonnet, a ballad, a note to play,
An instrument he acquires a sound he makes,
Brave and courageous he seeks to know,
The secrets of music lie below.
And she her hair flows so enticingly,
The water her friend a feeling so free,
Sweet pleasures she tastes so lovingly,
The menu of life is how it should be.
Together they attain life’s purest emotion,
Two souls they merge human devotion,
Delving the depths of passion and fire,
The flame burns brightly so love will not tire.
The Brighton to London Poet
© 2008 MCARB
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