Her face,
Try as I might I may never forget,
Her breath,
Skin upon skin, where hearts have met,
My life,
Love and purpose I see in those eyes
The future,
Of our selves fresh and overwhelming to realise
Her hands,
So sure, soft and caressing like angels fingers
Her smile,
Heart warming and pure the feeling lingers
For she,
Is mine no matter what the majority say
Its bad,
To live, look and love this way.
For her, i lost her but i write this in the hope i will find her again.