In the hills…

Bound in a togetherness forever seems quite likely

as we share each day in passing and rekindle passions often.

Trusting in each others love which seems to flow quite freely

we become an everlonger pair of sharers of the path.

We smile and laugh and touch each others whole

our souls connected in a deepened truth of self selection.

Forsaking other loves we build our own and make it stronger

everlonger in the days and nights we spend in being friends.

Trusting in each others love we need no other lovers to endorse our sense of fire

The desire to be attractive feels quite active in our choices

and the voices that we use to speak of love.

Our empty nest ain’t empty as we keep alive the thrive -our hilltop haven as a bastion of hope.

Faith continues feeding us and leading us to what comes next

respect an underpinning in the winning we create.

Shared life as husband/wife with one of us with greying hair

the other one seems not to care of wrinkles or a thickened waist.

Running parallel we bend and shape each other as we lend each other strength

to grow and learn and find our way.

Earning just enough to buy the stuff we need to live and give each other space and honour          

as we carry on and on

What has gone is time in passing and the memories are true

The seasons came, the seasons went,

seeds were planted and some of them grew.

All around us is the bounty of the harvest of our love

And the community we’ve built gives us immunity from wilt.

We live unjilted as we tilt towards the shape we need to be

To find forever in the mind and bodies hold.

We may grow old and as we do

may our tale be told as true

A love enduring and maturing in the hills of dallysux.


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