High above our ancestors look down on us have we made them proud? Are we keeping the promises they handed down the ones from so long ago? Or do empty words fill the air fleeting with the wind like clouds in the blue sky?
Midnight reaches out with coal fingers. Fear no shadowy grip! As sure as night falls daybreak will come. So taunt the darkness!
The further on we go the more lost we become. No signposts up ahead we never read them anyway. Our path is our own footsteps in the fresh snow. We greet each sunset like an old friend. So don't worry about us if you think we are lost. Not knowing where we are is how … Continue reading Lost
I remember you. My childhood friend the one who rode the roundabout with me. Where have you gone? My long lost friend I close my eyes and still see you twirling.
Days under the sun another night next to you who could ask for more?
I can’t remember a time when there was just me. I am not alone. Can you remember a time when there was just you? We are like braided hair. When we look out o’er the lake there’s no horizon. Blue hues merge as one.
Your hair is the softest noun. Your eyes the bluest adjective. Your curves an exclamation point! You are the direct object of my heart. Your kiss is the adverb that modifies my love. When you walk into the room everyone else becomes a pronoun.
Sneak away with me in the middle of the night while the world is sleeping. Lace up your skates leave your cares behind under the starry lights. Hands joined and we glide effortless and laughing as we circle around the moon. Morning breaks our fantasy until the next time we go night skating.
Bright and new each moment your smile like the sun over the pristine snow. Every snowflake as unique as our memories together illuminated by your proximity.
Waves crash about always in a hurry. Destroying themselves on the sandy shore. Sometimes I wonder why the urgency? We'll get there eventually let's enjoy the riptide.