Near the Houston hotel sitting on the bench,
looking at the warring sun,
I see it's thoughts
fill the amber sky.
I feel. The heat -
Pouring on the the pillars of the blue and purple shoreline.
Her.
As the sunset runs in
The stars twinkle like a dying headlight, a
deer passes by the ocean. And immediately
the rain falls, my blue jeans are soaked, and the
crash of clouds and thunder with enormous rain fill the night air.
I race and reach for the memories.
Running through the ocean blue,
Searching for her silver eyes,
The sky stands black along the naked coastline.
Still running, crushing, subduing
the *****, lobsters, and rocks underneath
the open earth.
I'm running to find her eyes again.
Where home felt so new, against her wit and lovely sarcasm,
and her untimely ways, my life never felt so real,
I stand on mountains looking for a place to kneel
before her silver eyes.
In the distance, I hold the warmth of her hands,
For in the secrets of her dress, her name reverberates
like blue Texan rivers.
Her smile hangs like the moon over water,
and I breathe my dreams out for her, my sweet surrender.
My 10th poem!