The man with no name,,,..a passage from a romantic love story I should write one day. Jude kyrie

The man with no name…
an excerpt from a love story that I am too lazy to write.
By Jude kyrie

In the summer evenings
we always sat quietly
on the window seat
of my olde English cottage.
By the cliffs in Cornwall.

The open bow window
providing natures salted air conditioning,
pure and cooling,
perfumed
from the foaming sea .

way below us
the comforting sound
of the  breaking waves
far below the cliffs.
This the only noise
in this starlit night.

I turned to see
your handsome face.
The one that takes my breath away
and fills my heart
with hopes and dreams.

You are my miracle,
I found you so long ago
wandering the cliffs,
lost and alone.
You had fallen
and hurt your head.
Losing your past
and your memory.

Now as I watch intently
your lips open slightly
I feel that the words
I love you
are on the tip of your tongue.

They have no need to be spoken.
Because I can feel your heart.
beating in harmony with mine.

And I know of the depths
of your love for me.

You found me
and rosebud cottage
by a twist of fate.
I  savour each moment
that you are with me.

I know one day
your memory may return.
I know that you may
have a wife and children
somewhere.

And I also know.
the loss of you will be
too much for me to bear.

So we will sit here.
On this perfect summer's night.
with the sea whispering below us
and the stars spangled above us.

I whisper
"I love you darling."
And for now.
for just this moment.
I am happy once again.