another poem

Memories

The distant sounds, of equally distant waves
The fading face, of a fading wanderman

Walking through the days
Striking down the waves
Catching - catching the sun's rays

Distant - distant wandering eyes
Searching for a careless dream

Speaking in whispers
Discovering the truth

Within that cove, treasures behold
With those held hands

Seeking - seeking far lands
Eyes that lower to the rising sun
Run - run with falling feet
Over the red sands

Dreaming of this distant feeling
Speaking with fading words
Wandering into the distance
Like a shadow that passes through time

Caress - caress a sweet dream
Speak with soft words
Be - be all you have to be
In this world where nothing is as it seems

The distant sounds, of equally distant waves
The fading face, of a fading dream