Wednesday, December 21, 2011

The Tease.

Cobbled streets and dusty ornate black lamp posts.
Crisp morning with a delightful hint of softness from the dawn dew.
The fresh blue skies and the air.

Filled with the scent of Your presence.
Boundless Hope.
Breaking at the seams Desire.

Her heart hammers hard with each whiff.
So tantalizing.
This unspoken promise. Waiting, gift wrapped, without any tags.

You're back.
Elusive one.

Strangers. For how much longer?

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

How is she to dream
If not by aiming high?

How can it be a dream
If there aren't any castles in the sky?

Friday, April 08, 2011

Hello Blog

Do we keep you?
Or plant thoughts elsewhere?