In Satin

Trees blowing in the wind;
I wait for you in Satin.
Fields of red and yellow roses I stand.
I hear the bird whistle as it travels through the wind
and-
I feel alive once again.

I wait for you in Satin thinking about the things I cannot comprehend.
Hope and faith is in more control-
Even possibly till the world ends.
Alas,
I still stand here in rose fields thinking of our last touch;
You held me in your arms,
told me how much I meant to you-
but did you really mean it?

I wait for you,
I hear the rustle of the leaves and the movement of creatures far off out of sight.
I hear a soft "thud"-
My heart,
It's weak-
but far more lovable than you could ever imagine.

The sun shines on my face as I loo up towards the sky and outer world around me,
It makes me want to fly with the birds and bees,
It makes me want to sit on a cloud and escape the world I'm in today.

Perhaps once my time is up I will have realized there is more then there seems.

The sky blue,
The trees green-
Maybe someday I will be in your arms once again.