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Was There A Time…

Was there a time

I chanted

the many ways

I loved you?

Was there a time

I shivered in the rain

under your window,

unlocking those louvers

with pebbles of passion?

Was there a time

I became sonorous,

serenading you to slumber

and gentle wakefulness

at godly hours?

Was there ever a time

we were glued

heart to mind

mind to soul

till distance drove a wedge?

Was there a time

you only had the key

to my chest of secrets?

Was there a time

your breath called

my kisses home

and your fragrant mane

tickled my nostrils

and senses senseless?

Do you remember

when I battled for you

and was the last conquered?

Was there a time

words lost meaning

and we spoke only

with eyes and smiles?

Did mortals ever worship us

whispering libations

on our regal walks?

Was there a time

none but us existed?

Was there a time

I chanted

the many ways I loved you?

Is it a dream

of a time long gone

or of one soon to come?

Written by Don

About shakespeareanwalter

Walt Shakes(@Walt_Shakes) is an award-winning Nigerian writer, poet and veteran blogger. He is a lover of the written word. the faint whiff of nature, the flashing vista of movies, the warmth of companionship and the happy sound of laughter.

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5 comments

  1. Was there a time
    I chanted my sincere love
    For MMS?
    A dream long gone but soon to return.
    Thanks Don

    • shakespeareanwalter

      Soon to return? Better return fast before I rent out your room in the MMS castle to someone else more devout. 😀

  2. Was there a time,
    rain drops splattered
    upon the face of undying
    love?

    Don! You be boss…

  3. I fervently hope it
    is a time to come,
    not a time gone!
    Well penned Don

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