The golden sun sparkled off the Torrens Lake surface
We glided on the water as we found our lovelorn purpose
When the lapping water was the only noise we heard
Time was ours without a need for any exchange of words
Perfect harmony with the world was our lover's reward
On a perfect day as nothing we did together seemed absurd
Now the intervening years have passed with all of life's trials
We are still together having journeyed the long miles.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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