My ink begins to flow

When it comes to love sometimes the end is actually the beginning of something else and while the truths are hidden in the lies of the heart the soul holds all the keys to yesterday today and all the tomorrows where love matters until the ends of all time.
My ink begins to flow
As I am sitting here right next to you
my ink begins to flow being pumped
from a deep-down loving beating heart
that remembers you like my new awakening
soul senses the scent of another it once held
tightly in its arms searching what seems like
forever for the mate, it used to know, now
lost in a world of deep emotional scars as the
memories start playing like a broken movie
reel repeating the same scene constantly
from a single night of heated passionate love,
when two very damaged people and their
broken souls who were both left alone very
lonely needing each other and the touch of
another reaching out through the pain of
a broken heart filled with sadness and sorrow
feeling vulnerable holding on to each other
as if there would be no tomorrow while tears
begin to flow pulling one another close as
they gently swayed back and forth to the
slow beautiful music that was being created
from the beating of their two hearts and the
rhythm of their own love looking deeply
into each other eyes while they danced to
and fro feeling the rhyme without a care
in the world fighting back the fear of what
might come tomorrow erasing all of the
yesterdays thinking of only the here and now
underneath the shadows of a clear midnight
skies with the glowing moon so full it looked
like a night time sun shining brightly down
upon them with all the shooting stars falling
down around them like fireflies making
wishes kept only between them along with
candle lights all around feeling as if they
were the last two people left in the entire
world, just as one of them slipped gently
falling onto the lips of the other causing
smoke to begin rising causing sparks to fly
creating a fire that is still burning out
of control today, which has been cursed
by the devil, seen by the angels, and blessed
by heaven itself, and when it was finally
over the two were many years older
and today although not together for
reasons that were not their own, they
will always have a very special connection
from that night until all the ends of time
come together for that is where you will
find them making love once again.
The end or is it?
Poet Richard M Knittle Jr.
A Poet's Journey

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