Your love lays a path

Your love lays a path
Across the sea;
Flat rocks to ease the journey.
After a couple of miles I forget the sea
And start looking at the sky,
Mapping constellations
In the blinding landless dark.

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Autumn nights and quiet woods

Autumn nights and quiet woods,
Mirroring lakes without ripples,
No screams of pain or skid marks
From a life in full retreat.
Only heartbeats, echoing contentedly
Like a retired summer breeze
Inspiring flight in nature’s red wings.

You are a wind without a sky

You are a wind without a sky,
I am a sky, dark and nocturnal,
Waiting to be moved.
Perhaps tomorrow, you will rock me,
A little too softly –
So that I don’t even get to know you-
In your loneliness.

The heart’s rightful owner

A certain amount of our souls
Have always hungered for wings;
To return its heart to its rightful owner
and vanish years of exile as though
We had never really been away
In the first place.