There are the sea winds
And the white sails overhead
Dolphins swim below

Your eyes are
the mirror
of your heart.  

They reveal
what your heart
tries to conceal.

Silence of your
eyes spoke
what your lips
failed to say.

We’ll not speak of
once upon a time:
life’s no fairy-tale
with its sweetened rhyme

of make -believe
we’ve walked through
such trials and tribulations
they, I and you

no need for bouquets
or laurels, or fame -
only love and acceptance
that will accompany our each name

as long as the light still glows
and songs are waiting to be sung
we’ll not be overcome by shadows
our hearts will beat just like when were young




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Seashells so pretty
Blue ocean that calls to me
Beneath shadows dream

Writing like slapping brushstrokes
on the page, typing with such speed
that the keys click loudly; music
to my ears. I will write like my
life depends on it, because sometimes
it does. Through lows and high, I
will make art, and maybe, just maybe,
one day someone will read them
and understand.