...until the end of time
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Take me away
Need I say?
I miss you, dearly
So much so
I recall clearly
Lottery days
Sunning ourselves or seeking shade
Silence listens to our breathing
A seat at your picnic table
Winning
How lucky I was
Like a billionaire
With nothing in hand
But love and admiration
Need I say?
A past never erased
Nor wished away
Held onto, still as
Cool aqua tarn
Smiles to the gills
Though I recall
My anxious face
Mirrored in yours
How I wished
Upon lucky orange belly feather
Sacred shells under webbed feet
How to make you happier
Than ever before, shall we?
Need I say?
I regret one thing
We are a culmination
Of all that had been
I longed for sweet escapism
Take your hand into the blue
Drift on cloudy scenes
From breakfast till noon
Ride the racing waves
Till breath escapes
Revive till night
Closes our eyes
Once again
Champagne smile
Waves of frivolity wash
Over lips and fizz
On tongue
Modest solemnity looks
Over end of flute
On queue
Taken in by ocean blues
Over years of wonder
On edge
Poised for next message
Over silent movies
On video
Blink and miss chance
Over silver spoon
On frills
Playing words and hearts
Over rendered
On tune
Suite of expectations
Over honour
On you
Lands apart
Stars flung to space
Treasures locked in depths
Oasis buried beneath
Comes close
To where I land
Apart from your keep
Love and other flowers
That bespoke place in the brain
Next to memory
Smell and taste
Lead me to dream awake
Lashings of cream with rhubarb cake
Pearl white shells sit idly by
As she comes and goes
Lucky to be plucked from the sea
Eager hands admired so brilliantly
Abalone bilateral symmetry
Reused diaries
Tip toe through last year
Ruminations on cake and cream
Another few hundred photographs
Under my belt
A haunted belief
Things are still not as they seem
Ritual of coffee making
Resurrects the voice of the past
Reciting how it's made
We always begin again until the end
Living breathing bodily houses
full of living apparitions
Of love and other flowers
Snowflake
Cool thoughts of you
Melt like a snowflake
On my tongue
Love like
A sign language
Understood completely
without a single word
To know what one feels
A living eulogy
To be oneself
Without apology
To be cheered on
By your own team
Receive outstretched arm
When you fall
A desire to be known
Weathered scars and all.
Brave spirit
Backyard incinerators
Filled with reams
Of poetry
Never saw daylight
Nor reached the ears
Of those intended
A phenomena
Known only as fears
Crippling heights
Of vulnerability
Stifle our breath
Until conquered
Poetry and pinnacles
Require brave spirit
Caught
Oddest moments
Tease mercilessly
Caught unawares
Sting of grief
Count the stars of heaven 