Sounds of our beating heart.

Sounds of our beating heart

Sometimes when I am looking at

you from across the room I wonder

to myself if it would be way to selfish

of me to want back what I once had

with you twice in one lifetime, I know

you can still remember all of that love

and affection with the both of us 

wearing what we thought would be

a permanent smile painted across

our faces while we held each other

 close, slowly dancing out

across the dance floor, staring into

each eyes getting lost in the emotions

 just like you and I were the only two

people at that crowded bar,

listening to the sounds of our beating

 hearts playing out a tune called two

 strangers falling in love with our breath

becoming much deeper while we were

 two stepping across that wooden floor,

 and it felt as if we were floating in the

 air high above up in the night skies with

 the moon and all of the stars lighting up

 our way like they were fireflies and

 candle lights on a date  of a romantic

 dinner just for you and I on a white

 sanded deserted beach with a clear blue

 warm ocean waters on a Caribbean

 island on some hot midsummers night

on a blanket making love.

Poet Richard M Knittle Jr.

A Poet's Journey