Requiem

Every word I write today, I write with one intent in mind.

The warm summer evening just draws to a
Close, shimmers cross the water like golden
Cloves. Warm sand a sultry, yet vibrant hue,
Much like ochre under a sky a dark blue.

Even as the last rays of sunshine leaves
Her face, her features still bright, still retain
Their grace. Her beauty so bright, when the sun
has set, But there's still light, the first time we met.

She's making footsteps in the soft, warm sand
I make my own prints, make them with my hand
She joins me in my quest, she puts her hands in
My prints, we laugh alot, through heartfelt grins.

As the laughter dies down, the mood shifts so
slowly. The humour gives way, to new feelings
glowing. Let the feelings set in. We see
Each other, and so we speak from within.

All our secrets, fantasies, our goals and
Our dreams, all layed out, for the other to
See. What happens now, if I'll play it safe.
Well, we'll see. Because I'm willing to wait.

Cheers and Waiting
Healing Poet