Passion
By: Lawrence W Langman (c)

Through they crossed
the waterfalls.
One kiss provoked a
tear recalls.

An angel perched upon
one side.
The devil caused those
tears you cried.

An echoed voice is barely
heard.
A pin could drop yet
undeterred.

They've floated past on the
clouds of nine.
Of the ancient mysteries
of that great design.

As the sunset strikes the
horizon's brink.
Our bodies as one as we
sway in sync.

A nighttime of mortal bliss
occurred.
From the rooftops around
my voice could be heard.

The sunrise was met with
smiles and smirks.
Married to the right woman
comes with it's perks!

Believe my friends it's
the luck of the draw.
After our kids we traded
to kids with four paws.