The gentle swish of rocks fell slow,
An echo of sound through rocks below,
A sky blue sight with a ripple of green,
Fractured by light held in-between.
Far distant land in shadow afar,
Soon to be lit by benevolent star,
Form of land shaped by the light,
Joined by shadows given by night.
Musing thoughts meander through,
The misty touch of broken blue,
A caress unbroken by turning head,
Nor wisps of floating, fiery red.
A grip unknown held tight and fast,
Through life so long, future, past,
Caress or crush is same of old,
A story of life both bright and bold.
Distance felt across sea and soul,
Wishng desperate to be whole,
One piece for him in days of cold,
A silent blessing, never told.
A step away from the hanging edge,
Away from the pull of a lover’s pledge,
Within the trees, full of past emotion,
A memory of past devotion.
For alone with summers past again,
Leaves now gold for winter yen,
Amidst the leaves of Lover’s Knot,
The gentle touch of a forget-me-not.