Exhale

Exhale 14 x 21 Pastel Uart 400 8 Ply Board

Where has time gone?
The oceans know,
For they are witness
Persistent memory
It is why I come,
To be in that time again

In shadows deep I hear you
Your perfume mixed with ocean air,
That thunder within my heart
A passing kiss upon my cheek
My fingers stretch, reach!

Beside me still
Your head upon my shoulder
Arm about my waist
I feel you!

Time is setting,
Your hand slips softly away
My head jerks once, twice
Seeking, hoping, longing
To catch again that moment
Before you fade,
Back into time

With thunder silenced
From stone I rise
And each foot falls
Upon the path
While sea wind exhales
Upon my back

I am,
Once more, alone
In something
I fear,
Will be forever.