Heart to Heart

The night was perfect
for both the body and the soul.
The music that played
moved me to its tune.
Above the noise
of our physical world,
a silent voice spoke to me
through the veil of space.
"Hello," he whispered with his eyes.
I turned to see "him."
His eyes were a rich brown
that spoke volumes
as we met in the glance.
"Oh, hello," my eyes responded.
An immediate connection
was formed,
and we embraced each other with our smiles.
The language was silent
but loud.
We were the only ones
involved in this conversation
of intimacy and connection.
Our eyes and smiles danced
to our music,
experiencing sheer pleasure
together.
The more we connected,
the more intense our dance.
We needed no audible language
to understand our words.
Our music, our dance,
was beautiful.

When the time came
to go,
my eyes expressed sadness.
He answered with a smile.
My silent words cried,
"Please don't go."
He heard and blew me a kiss.
It was the nicest conversation
I have had for a while.
How I long for this
heart-to-heart
once more.


Life Is a Gift

The sun peeks through
cloud-filled curtains
as I open my eyes
to a new day.

Gentle rain falls
as it cleanses
my surrounds
and brings a sense of freshness.

Rise and greet the day
with a smile,
and appreciate that
we still breathe in the gift
of life.

Another day
to enjoy the view,
to hear the sounds,
to see the colours,
to feel the touch
of you.


Path of the Moon

Across the seas,
the moon provides
a path
for you to use.
Look beyond
what you can see,
beyond the golden hues.
And if you dare
to follow it,
by any means you will find.
The light
may become the reality
of that dream
that's never left
your mind.


Sunbeam

If I could catch
a sunbeam
and follow it
across the sea,
your face, your smile,
your everything,
is where I'd want
to be.

The lasting look
upon your face
has left me
with an empty space
in my life
and in my heart.
Why did we meet
only to part?


The Flight of the Bird

As you walk
in the morning light,
watch the birds
take off in flight.
Watch their grace
and wings of strength,
guiding them along
their journeys' length.
Become that bird;
look way below,
and try to find
that person whom you know
is the reason
you must go.

Don't be scared
to take that flight
through the darkness
into light.
Let go of fear
and soar above.
Find the place
where you feel love.


Looking Out My Window

Sometimes I get lost looking out my window.
My memories come flooding back
into my mind.
Oh, how I miss the days when I was
young.
With my friends on our adventures, we would find
places to hide, places to talk, places to be ourselves,
places where we could laugh and smile.
To each other, we were kind.
We had a pact.
We were very close
and, in fact,
best friends; those were the days.
Now we are aging, with children of our own.
Life's confusions, like being in a maze.
Trying to find a way to our dreams.
Life is a journey by whatever way,
by whatever means.

Looking out the window,
sometimes I shed a tear
that you are all so far away —
no longer close, no longer near.


The Rain

The rain comes down
so hard that I hear it on the roof.
It's nice inside.
The wet season is here.
We need no proof.
The sky is black.
I see no stars or moon
as beacons of light.
Just a steady fall of rain
in the darkness of the night.
Hold my hand, hold my heart,
hold my mind as distance
and darkness keep us apart.
I try to keep your eyes
in my memory strong.
As time and rain washes away
my feeling of you, O how I long
for you to always remain
in my heart and in my dreams.
But time has a way of taking away
anything good that has ever been.
My eyes still see
your eyes looking at me.
The rain can't take that away.
What will be will one day be.


Snatched Time

Sometimes
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