Lovers in
The midst of night.
Together forever,
Their souls take flight.
The distance that
Had parted them
Would just enhance
The passion when
The pair does meet
For moments short.
Their love so true
Could not contort.
And when these moments,
Sweet and true,
Were over once again
They knew
That each would see
The other again
And that their love
Would never end.
In this cruel world
Where little holds true,
They knew even Love
Could make them so blue;
But even so
In every world
Her Heart is his
And his is hers.
~Jaemy E. Chaney
© December 1995