a night time reflection

an offering... I've got the wind at my back. Yet I still haven't found my own path. How long can I expect this life to last? After all is said and done, who is the person I was meant to be. Is it something still in front of me? Moving further down the road, questions …

bar fool

I saw her across the room fingers wrapped around a bottle the others spread out on the bar. I walked over to ask her to dance she said yes resting her fingers in my hand. After a kiss or two, I thought I knew. But I was tripped up by those baby blues. I’m just …

the drive

I brush the hair from your face in the lights of the passing cars. Then I place my hand on your knee as you sleep so peacefully. Without opening your eyes, you whisper ‘are we there yet?’ as you lace your fingers in mine. No, baby, it’s not time. When we get close to home, …

the moon and me

The moon, she is a woman I’ve been lifted and carried in her arms. Even though she comes and goes with the tide, I love her so much. Each time she goes, she and me becomes a dream. I know she prays I’ll remember the us we used to be. Tonight’s she’s only half of …

morning rain

The morning rain finds me in bed thinking of you. I want to call in my best sleepy, throaty voice to hear you say you’re thinking of me too. Forgetting the miles and miles and so many days. You say you don’t feel the distance but my aching arms sure do. Now it’s early still …

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