A Sandy note

A Sandy note


Goodnight my lovely u r my heart and every beat between
that promises my wake to a new day with u on my mind.
I’ve gone a long road of no return to a love that secures a second chance
of a soulful reawakening. It’s easy to be lost and forlorn, forgetful of passions true and encompassing.
How blissful we r to have reconnected to this promising love affair of plenty
with both our losses close at hand, hurtful,
but with a glanced new beginning.
A wisdom point of close composure nurtured by a noncompliance morning of past to present to future benevolence co captured and needed sequences internal and corporeal coincidence. Fireworks reign when we intertwine kisses with octopus embraces in sheets of mutual desire.
Love is a many splendored thing.