Go now-here slow be one to wag its tail bask in the kiss of sun tumble on the green lush hills wash in the wet of worlds be easy life is playing with you
The path ahead is unclear the first few steps seem fine (as fine is redefined by times) beyond is cowled in green gloom with definition hidden but enticing
We pause and breathe ask feet to tentatively tread possibilities for surer surface
The line ascribed by timeless river run seems safe and the possibility of kingfishers is a draw indeed
But we have seen these river banks lost to inundation and irresistible weight
To realise this too late would be fatal
so we collaborate in waiting and make the call
I saw a kingfisher again! That’s three times in 44 years...
it was the night we got high off of our youth we soared through the sweet strawberry sunset we didn’t talk we didn’t have to it was just me and you on a wednesday night forgetting the world and at last, being at ease.
Fresh out of the shower, with a towel hugging my skin, I lay on my bed, staring up at the ceiling, Feeling as wet hair turns hard, and skin becomes dry, and somehow everything in the world seems to be okay
When we're together, you put my heart at ease but this still hurts, you're no good for me Can't say I don't jump whenever I hear your name because of you, I'll never be the same