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 Aug 2016 Sydney Victoria
Stephan


Beyond the weary water line
alone in quelled explore
These footprints lead uncharted miles,
the first of many more

To wander in a time once known,
reflective worries gleam
In sand dune wishes washed away
and thoughts of what they mean

This setting sun shall rise again,
bring mornings to their due
Softer shades to paint the way
hypnotic scenes to view

While on this beach of moon lit swirls
I count each star above
These tiny lights of missing you,
still glisten of our love

When now this silent vacant space,
misplaced of harmony
Where shadows play of times before
and what this world could be

Sitting here these shifting sands,
my heart does swim the tide
Ebb and flow desires sung,
of tear drops cast aside

When there a distant light appears,
so deep within my stare
A silhouette of fantasy
approaching glistened flair

I rub my eyes, once blurry, cleared
for this that I now see
Along a coast of sea foam dreams,
you walking here to me

To take me swift into your arms
dark eyes to meet my gaze
Longing for the past returned
of brighter sunny days

With lips afire on my own
and rapid pulses pace
The glow of evening’s summer light
awash upon your face

I watch as you proceed to draw
a big heart in the sand
Encompassing the two of us
within it we now we stand

Lulled of curved horizon’s smile,
immersed this blushing sky
Drenched in breaths of only you
and every sultry sigh

With midnight song and passion’s bliss
we stroll again this sea
Like waves that fall our endless strand
forever, you and me
Wisdom is gained through
Subtle intuition ~ love
Experiences.
Each and every step
Lays etched within the grain
Each step so different
Yet each one is the same

Now the soles of home bound feet
Can no more pass through open door
And they can no more leave
Their imprints within the floor

For now must be left behind
These floors with stories replete
Of life's laughter and life's tears
Floors that bend and crack and speak

RLB
Had to sell my child hood home and it hurts as if a part of me has been ripped away.
 Aug 2016 Sydney Victoria
Stephan


I’m sending the sun,
and I’m chasing the rain
To shine its light
on your day once again

So you may smile
and your morning is fun
I’m chasing the rain
and I’m sending the sun
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