Your place or mine…

Became just ours

In time…Our time.

T’was You and me

Becoming one

Soon, we were three

Truly alive,

Our love sparks blazed

Three grew to five

 Fires glowed

 Hearts in tune

 Seeds sowed

'Til winds of change

Harsh and cruel

Blew out our flame

Hearts to winds tossed

Dance danced, song sung

Paradise Lost

But we had what 

We had, my love..

We will e’er be,

Becuz we wuz!

By Fran Pearce

From: United States