Perceptions

The Sun, as she sets, sighs to the New Moon:
“You’ve the right to not love me, but I fell to your swoon.”

That Tide, ebbing slowly, seems to tease the gold Shore:
“I’ve welcomed your warmth but I seek Something more.”

In the meantime, Earth’s Hearts sense these rhythmic rains;
“We’ll dance, most courageous, with Passion and Pain.”

Volition

I’m saying, When Will

Fully believing that You Will

Because I know that you know that We Will

Give our hearts to each other in Good Will

As we walk through life’s wonderment At Will

When you ask me, best believe I’ll say I Will 

 

Your Name

Yes to just you
Remind me your name
Let us dress fancy
Strut down grand stairways 
Dance in the dust of once-hallowed halls
Both end up barefoot with no news of our shoes
Yes I’d be honored 
Remind me your name