Maybe someone
Could love me
Just as I am
She said
Hold each other's stories
In kind open hands
Receive all of the words
With wonder and applause
Bring all their friends
To cherish and adore
In the meantime
She reasoned
That someone is me
A compass rose points
My north star orbits
Moonlit white terrain
Cool far removed
Never to venture again
Rising sun drifts
Over cool clear water
Soothing aches
Casting light
Shadows refrain
Blinding sundown
Burning red
Clouds chase away
Crashing into sea
Recuperate
Southern cross
Guiding terra firma
Holding lost soul
Warm by earthen light
Illuminate the night
Eternal delight
Hiding in the shadow
Golden yellow halo
Curls and waves fall
Frame her face
Fixed on me
Two sapphire gems
So blindingly bright
I take pictures
With my mind
Side-glances
While capturing
All the beauty
Earth and sea
In between
Rocky shore
Where still waters
Lap at oyster shells
Wings open to glide
Over river mirror
Reflections everywhere
Stories shared
Held carefully
Between clasped hands
Sweeping to and fro
Pulsing on ribbons
Streamers glistening baubles
Twirling with rising tide
Teasing her threads
Of sterling silver
Platinum
Softly wavering
All is quiet
Eyelids broaden
Peripheral vision
Stunning finds
Laced with regret
Submerged fields
Bottlegreen satin
Thickets thinning
With age old wisdom
Does anyone listen
When seeing nothing
Left for our children?
She paddles solo
As the echo chamber
In my head repeats deafeningly
What's down there?
A body of water
Still reflecting sky
Seemingly inanimate
Yet underneath
Life abounds
In tepid pools
Embankments bare
Except for wintering
Trees naked as we came
Trickling down
Not reaching for
Anywhere or anything
All flows in
Saying Come to me
I am here
Wish only upon constant
Stars in orbit
Planets seen unknown
Determined to absorb
Passing matter
Take onboard
What the universe
Discards to glow
Ever brighter
Cavernous depth explored
Abounds with lights
In darkness
Eyes and luminous
Minibeasts in their
Thousands
Galaxies above and beneath
Still in between
One captures our attention
Immersed in lands
So small one could
Be forgiven for
Passing by without
A second glance
Such as her
Gently weathered words
Eloquently fashioned
If you find this one
Whose wild eyed look
Enhances depth perception
Do not keep hold of her
Let her roam at will
Follow the trail
Of stardust left
In each footstep
So you may live
A life long imagined
If a rare spotted handfish
Washed up on my beach
Barely alive
Would one recognize
How special it is?
If happened upon
Such a find
It would mark my days
Stories and spare time
I'd seek to remove
Every invading sea star
Threatening its home
Plucking them from
Jetties, wharfs
Sea bottom floors
Just to make safe home
For one whom
We only touched hands
Once
Nice new homes popping up
In large backyards
All around me
Mine old on the outside
Renovated as new inside
Like me
Homes like their owners
Yet, like a hermit crab
Shell expired
Looking for another
Sea floor bare sand
One day a house
To call mine
Somewhere deep
Earth and wilderness
A share house
We cannot divide
Stone cold metropolis
Gruelling southern front
Shades of grey surround
How many colours blue
Can one feel
Without you?
Of utmost importance
To gravitate towards
Such a warm affectionate
Lover kissing skin pink
By evening
Sting but turns earthy
Tones as memory of her
Softens
Count the stars of heaven 