sleeping in my bed.

You reached out and took me by the hand

I followed where you led.

You showed me the entrance to a place I used to go

                 We felt the need to run there but paused

                  then walked up slow

Savouring the moment, breathing in the times

of loves new beginnings and sweet red wine.

We marvelled at the garden that was planted

by we two

The gate began to open beckoning us through

As the hearts within us began to sing our song

I heard the sounds of morning and with them you