Separate and apart outside. Under the glow of part a moon; He held me tighter; With part a smile. Maybe, please without a tease. ‘I love you’ With night so fresh with so much youth. Nature stirs with part a thought. Outside with part a heart.
Darkness settled; Loneliness drapes my shoulders; Wet stings my face; Sobs shake me deep; How did it come to this; Loud crashing nothing; Flashing temper. So much, for so little. Angry showers, Should make you cower.
Last of daylight crisping across the sound; Cooling of the powder sand; Gentle little breeze across sunburnt cheeks; The birds making one last dive; White cotton shirts and flip-flops; Closing of the pool and packing of the chairs; Vacation gone as full moon rises. Churning thoughts of things undone Hit the mind with tomorrow's plan.
One week the best Next week the test Never know my place No sense - Just a feeling. My love drains With your shift. You think it Is another. So in truth Maybe so Can’t take The other side of you.
Bright orange partially shaded by blue Almost hidden by the shade Hanging in the dark sky All the mystery and promise of something great. Just a time to rest. But the linger, the pause. A wish of more.
Just a splatter on the page; Not even of this age; But a note resting on the table; A reminder of that time; Something bigger Yet not recognized at the time. What a huge part that little splatter.