The Open Window

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The Open Window

I hear your breathing
Soft and slow,
And I am taken,
To a few hours ago,
When our bodies
Rocked to and fro.
Against the wall,
A shadow show.
Our bodies entwined,
With me below.
I feel so much,
How could I know?
Our love pent up,
We let it all go,
And together we lay
In a golden glow.
The darkness creeps in,
Through an open window,
Feelings and emotions,
None can be sorrow.
An aura of light,
From head to toe.
A beautiful image
Worthy of Van Gogh.

Despite all odds,
Our love did grow.
If away I ran,
It only did follow.
So strong it was,
It would only swallow.

The night air
Does softly blow.
The breezes cooled,
By the silent snow.
I dream of us,
Walking through a meadow.
Above our heads,
The sky streaked with a rainbow.
I feel so whole,
Never again hollow,
As across a silent lake,
We slowly row.
If only more time,
We could borrow.
I awake to feel you
Wrapped around me like so.
I feel your warmth,
I pray it will never go.
But alas, it was not you,
It had only been my pillow,
My thoughts are of you,
As I stare out the open window,
At the bright moon,
Over both of us, aglow.