The Light of Love

 And I listened to your heart
as I snuggled in closer as to
better hear the stories you'd
be whispering, those about
how we first were born into
the light of love, those times
relived, revived on cold nights
under the duvet, the flying carpet
upon which our traveling adventures
would begin as we told stories
about our lives together before
being entwined in love as we
were now under our duvet
as our hearts slowed,  eyes closed,
our adventures to begin again.