They said we wouldn't last
and they waited...
Throughout the years
they grew together...
As I age the animal inside quietens
yet still arouses for...
Sitting at the small kitchen table for two
sipping from a porcelain tea cup...
Cool wind blowing through my hair
Smells of earth and sweat...
The mists of our time apart never seem
to clear more than a waterfall of sadness...
You were my first,
you have been the only...
Her hair blows softly like the wind
Against my skin so welcoming...
I close my eyes, the time has come
my life on earth is through...
She’s not perfect. I’m far from it.
We fight. We argue. We collide...
Once you sang to me
as I walked between festival arenas...
Your eyes;
shadow my tears...