Thursday, August 31, 2006

We read each others minds

The waves
of thought
the way they peak and break

roll across us

But I never drown
never come up gasping

Only glide on surface glass
watching the black depths
slide past beneath

And when at last
a shore is reached
the tell tale breakers
thundering in

I will phosphoresce

to leave

a shimmering narrow path
upon the endless blue of you

2 comments:

burning moon said...

this is beautiful Chris!

Possible title:

Reading Phosphorescence

Chris Never said...

Sounds like a wonderful title :)

Thanks Moon.