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
