THE QUIET LOVE WE MADE

The dream

It was just like one of those dreams

where nothing was like it seems

you were there

and so was I

felt like we both were flyin' high

drifting endlessly

through timeless space

I watched your lonesome face

turning towards me and reaching out

letting go of all concerns and doubts

and I took you hand

in the way I always did

like a father holds his kid

protected and safe from harm

I pulled you close into my arms

and you looked at me

with your eyes open wide

not a word was there to be said

as I kissed you gently on your forehead

we both felt the completion

in that moment of time

a love so superior 

unequaled and sublime.

Poetry by Lasse Wikström