Heart sewn in the clouds

 

Moonlight whispers

linger on the tongue.

A fizzing song, a gentle drifting

of yesterday's gone into days to come.

The words of hope ring on.

And in my heart, I know

that you hear them too,

and you know those words

are meant only for you.

 

I discard the robes of hurt,

I disregard the moments of pain,

I build monuments out of clay

to climb the star filled pathway.

Because it’s time to let my wings

spread wide

and let old memories glide away,

to be replaced by newborn life.

 

And the setting sun

left a gift in the shape of a kiss,

a heart sewn into the clouds.

A patchwork of yesterday's sighs

that is ripping down

the middle to be replaced

by clear blue skies

 

And now the moonlight glistens

as the stars listen to me speaking

and I know that in the words

of the heavens my name

sits embracing yours,

and as the poetry starts to pour

We will fly, of this I’m sure

for we are the stardust

and the universe wants us to shine.

Cherry tree daydream

 

MB20 playing

through pc speakers,

as the whispering air

of a summer evening

swiftly lifts me to a faraway day.

I'm laying here mirroring

a cloud in the sky; just

drifting aimlessly,

as I wonder aloud

where the fading daylight went.

Did it wander off

to circle another sky?

And why does that

hurt so much?

 

The voice lifts

through my dreams,

as the pulse of the drumbeat

flows through me,

and those guitars

strum on my trilling heartstrings.

My spilled thoughts start to seep

into drifting fairytales,

that this time will never see

the daylight swell around them,

I’m slipping through

cracks in time,

seeing past lives

and finding

that the me I thought

I’d lost,

is still very much within.

 

See, I fell asleep under

a cherry tree daydream,

a memory set in

candy floss sweet serendipity.

Where past life and modernity

collide in those still cold sunbeams.

And I’m the happiest I could be,

in the arms of times loving embrace.

The way those

hands tease a future,

the way they show

the road to another summer.

 

And I think,

in that weird world

between awake and slumber,

that every day has fallen before,

always to be replaced by another.

And I smother my thoughts

of love, for my love exists

in the very cloud mist,

and the seamless swish

of the daylights hair,

the way the ticking clocks

sound like a heartbeat,

puts a smile on my face.

And those hands of time

hold me tight in a warm embrace.

A million wishes

 

In moonlight symphony

I feel those shooting

stars fly across my heart,

like sprinkles of time

that we get to share

in sublime seconds.

And I catch them,

every one,

and I store them within.

A million wishes,

when I only wish for one.

A kiss under the midnight moon.

Feeling the hand

that holds me tight,

The love imparted

in mystical touches of light.

 Pooling around me,

a halo of hope.

 

And for a moment I’m lifted high

above the clouds. I see the constellations

looking on in awe, that anyone

can soar from feeling their heart fluttering

a beating rhythm, like butterfly wings

kissing the air.

 

For I have love,

it is abundant within me.

I am bursting at the seams

forming new sunbeams

to shine upon you all.

But first we celebrate the moonlight

and the stars that ignite

our elevated hearts

to whole new skies.

 

And those souls that

draw me in

like waves rising majestically,

the moonlight gravity

of feelings

dawning over me.

They are like home,

a part of the story

that I’ve always loved to read,

for their heart feels like

the sea

and I’m drawn to those waves

where we can swim

so deeply