Warm water from above
Splashing in the puddles on the road;
on the leaves of trees and flowers.
Falling on two lovers
Enjoying the time before its over;
the two leave for home
Cherishing the love they shared
In the company of summer rains.
Refreshing sprinkles from the skies
A shower to break the heat
to dance under in celebration
uninterrupting, welcomed
A warm summer rain.
Walking hand in hand
underneath the full moon
sharing thoughts,
feelings,
love for one another,
on a special summer night
the kiss in the woods that kept us warm
under the watching moon.
Laying on the beach
underneath the half moon
loving one another
in total seclusion,
making special promises
of love forever
and ever
under the silent moon.
The lonely snowflake falls,
borne aloft by the wind,
tossed and buffeted every moment
by unfriendly currents.
But its journey continues
its destiny set
to wander and float
and melt away on the earth.
And how often it strives
to change the course
never succeeding, always destined
as if actions were meaningless.
No others are with it
but it wants companions
it finds few, they drift away
and yet the snowflake falls.
White backdrop, you sit
intently absorbed by your thoughts.
Classically sculpted, straight-backed
gentle curves, eyes flashing.
You turn your head, smile, turn back
a perfect silhouette.
O! to capture that picture
but alas, my hand fails me.
A box on my doorstep
it's a curious looking box
an odd shape; yet familiar
an interesting little box.
I bring it inside and study it further
I recognise it, but somehow it's different.
I shake it;
it rattles.
I tap it;
taps echo.
It won't open,
but yet I know the catch.
I pull, I tug, I rip,
but still the box is closed.
Slashes I have to put in,
but I know not to damage it;
It is special.
We talk,
Not through words, but through our actions.
We listen,
Not with ears, but with our eyes
(watching each other ever so closely).
We feel,
Not with our hands, but through our minds
(a sort of link that keeps us together).
Though we are ever far apart
we seem to know each other more than anyone
who shares this sort of feeling could ever imagine
the way we know and love one another.
I will go to Hawaii
With all Godspeed
Carrying my life in my arms
Looking at all around
The stars,
the deep blue sky,
the bright yellow sun,
hearing the waves crash on the beach behind me.
I will go to Hawaii
Feeling the salt spray whipping through my hair
the sand pelting my back
the sun beating on my face
the grass tickling my bare feet
Smelling the sweet scents in the breeze
I will go to Hawaii
With all Godspeed
and waiting; for my future has come.
