Yuma, AZ, USA
Dusk after Dusk
Through that rusted gate
Crawled a heartsick love
He knew only one passion.
She was his life, breath, heart.
His pure white, ivory, dove.
A mere bench in a forgotten garden
Was the point of their rendezvous
to which these two love's hearts collided
Sweet nothings whispered in the dew
Eyes and ears absorbing every detail
Two Souls in which everything was confided
He was her dream, reality, hope
Her every wish come true
A gentle gatekeeper of the treasure of her soul
She longed for him
He longed for her
Two halves that made a whole
A secret love, there is no sweeter
No tender and fulfilling love
than the one that is incognito
which shows all the lengths and depths,
the mountains climbed and oceans swum
The test of the true love between
A fair lady and an honorable fellow.