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:
this is beautiful Chris!
Possible title:
Reading Phosphorescence
Sounds like a wonderful title :)
Thanks Moon.
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