Arcasian Wind Chimes

ARCASIAN WIND CHIMES

Copyright (c) Victor Darnell Hadnot

.

I often remember looking at your hair

How it seemed to drift across your

Beautiful face so exquisitely framed

Your lips were like soft flowers yes

I remember them so well and your voice

It sounded like music to me every time

You'd call my name there was this way

That you'd just stop and stare at something

It seemed always out of view for me but

You’d spot it and just take a moment

I can recall the small of your back

How it curved and moved carrying your

Voluptuous body across a room in such

A stately manner and I remember that

Night we spent together and how those

Arcasian wind chimes blew in the gentle

Breeze as we made love but most of all

I remember how you loved me and how

Much I was possessed with love for you