I remember
our favorite meadow
where we lay in the sun,
where you reached for that bow
in your golden hair
and let it come undone.
Then you bent to kiss me
with passion and it tickled my face,
and that’s when I fell in love
with you in that beautiful place…
Chorus-
Just a set of ruby lips
Against my two-day-old beard
And the birds were serenading us
With songs, we’d never heard,
Cause I was lost in the rapture of you
And you were captured
by my love so true!
I’ve been back to that meadow,
many times since then,
where I visited all of the ghosts
from our love way back when.
Bridge-
Though time’s erased
those cherished moments
And everything’s blurred,
birds are still singing
a melody that I’ve never heard…
caught up in the memory
of the rapture of you,
recapturing moments
of a love that was true,
Girl, I miss you…Oh, God, I miss you.
My heart’s still in this meadow
where we laid in the sun,
and you reached for that bow
and your hair came undone.
When you kissed me with passion
and it tickled my face,
where I first fell in love with you
in that beautiful place……
Art~Whimsically Yours Studio
Matthew F. Blowers III-©-2020
