the crimson light
of a newborn day
joie de vivre in
every breath I take
treading footsteps
echo the sound
of silent innuendos
as thoughts fly away
like nectar dripping
invading my senses
where muses play
I’ll write you a verse
and softly whisper
“come play”
***
©AvdL 2015
I hear noise
all around me
it echo’s in this space
I have no part in it
the wind rustling
through the leaves
of trees
I sit alone
in silent dialogue
with my thoughts
quiet beating
of my heart
peace rests snugly
in the womb of dusk
if I could
I would
capture it
right now…
here…
in this moment
*
and so goes
the distant memory
into the wind…
***
©AvdL 2015
the crimson light
of a newborn day
joie de vivre in
every breath I take
treading footsteps
echo the sound
of silent innuendos
as thoughts fly away
like nectar dripping
invading my senses
where muses play
I’ll write you a verse
and softly whisper
“come play”
***
(Picture taken by yours truly at 5am on my daily 8km walk..phewww)
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