Saturday, January 24, 2015


She's still a mystery
  And on those rare occurrences
when fate guides our crossing paths
I fall silent in her eyes
and a thousand winds wrestle my spine
perhaps it is the peak of mountainous love
piercing upwards through the fog
or simply a strong nervous laugh
who got lost along the way
I admire her bravery
In living life and in love
images of her kiss
are imprinted in my thoughts
much like fossils
of our prehistoric love

1 comment:

  1. I hope its not imposing of me to say this, but it has to be said- THIS is very beautiful. Well done!