If, my darling we dance again with memories of smokey eyes from the scent of love that lingers in thoughts of yesterday when dreams were found in passionate moments unrestrained from the world lost in wrapped limbs of illusion that watered our flower's bloom in the meadow of our soul where wings were found to carry us to shaded realms of wondrous passions that coloured the rainbow crossing the landscape of our hearts in glorious beauty to meet a lover yesterday was a stranger we will meet again 7/28/18 contest For your poetry journal sponsor...Dear Heart A.K.A. Broken Wings