Wandering endlessly through golden ripe Fields of my imagination Scenery, smiles and conversation Willing the future to meet me Back at this dream's beginning Until restless legs and chatting Stop pining and whistling lips Biding time Woken, surprised, I meditate Grains of sand between toes Waves evoking chills down my spine Patient expectation Waiting, hesitating Drinking in the glorious view Standing right here before me
I ask for one thing
The privilege to be near
To give and forgive
She told me her dreams
Now I meditate on how
To realise them
I'd rather
Love with tear drops than
Love you not
I see you
Close my eyes to dream
Count the stars
Ever revealing dream
To hold in my arms
Sweetness of the maker
In her peaceful slumber
She is irresistible
Smiles willingly
At my entrancement
Holds tightly to
Newborn revelation
My gift to nurture
Upon waking, momentarily
Snuff out feeble flame
Hopes and aspirations
Borne out of longing
Loneliness deprivation
Old growth affection
Survives years unknown
Wild rampaging fires
Simply to fall, hollow
All on its own
To graciously make way
For new life
Count the stars of heaven 