the longing of the heart
deeper than words
is your true love affair

what things do we speak into existence
-dreams come true
but never quite as we imagined

we never tire of hoping,
you and i.
"if not today, then tomorrow. and if not tomorrow, then the next day,"
we tell ourselves.
we like to play games with hope
and we always let her win.

Summer drips from everything
full colour perfumed
the breath of love, the breath of peace.

if you do not let beauty reach your soul
how will you radiate beauty

love is a hound
has your scent
always.

You will be found.

we
take
in
the
fresh
moonlight
to
color our dreams
then
we
soar to the stars

who would speak up for love
if not the poets.