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Pillows of time
 

As I look back over pillows of time,

To the nights when our passions ran high,

To the swirling embrace,

The wet curls on your face,

And the sweat of your hand holding mine.

 

As I look back over pillows of time,

The warm nights, the white sheets cast aside,

You lay in my arms,

From the small hours 'til dawn,

Holding heaven, exhausted and tired.

 

As I look back over pillows of time,

To the burning sweet love in your eyes,

To a look and a dare,

To a race up the stairs,

To the buttons that burst with desire.

 

As I look back over pillows of time,

Can't believe how a love-life can fly,

Forty years from the start,

And you still have my heart,

And the buttons they work every time.

 

© Joseph G Dawson