Pure bliss,
Our minds one.
The smell,
Intoxicating.
The sounds,
Erotic.
Our bodies move as one,
As we sing the song of the heart.
We said our I do’s,
With no regret.
Years later,
I bid you a farewell.
A man,
Stocked with a gun;
Took your life.
One would call it murder,
But legally;
It's war.
Your body sunk six feet under.
Leaving me tear stricken,
And alone.
Our baby boy was born,
With out a father.
He grew,
As the years flew by.
Only yesterday,
Did he graduate army camp.
Following in your steps.
