David Weaver
gone but not forgotten
‘Two Stars’
David Weaver ©
Have you felt my hands upon you,
in the valley of no return?
Where the wind blew from forever,
in the place where the deserts burn.
When you sighed in your contentment,
at our gentle act of love?
As the stars showed their approval,
from their watching place above.
Did you turn your face to search for me,
in the times gone in between?
Like the journeys when I looked for you,
but not once your face I’d seen.
A thousand years have passed my way,
but at last I feel you here.
Your names carved into granite now,
in our secret place quite near.
No matter what comes tomorrow,
you must have heard my call.
And a million years may pass again,
but the granite will tell it all.
One day they’ll come across it,
as they search for signs of love.
But only we will know the truth,
just two stars up above.
