Beyond the Horizon

Birthing in a fresh delight scent

We chisel moments in doubt

Crowding thoughts with desire

Which we fear to be sent to reach

Yet in a dare to step on faith

We thaw clouded with questions.

Resentful!

We march on hope

Trumping what can be

With the limit of our sight.

Beneath the Surface

In a game of words

Where resolutions

Sound like a game of cards

We met at crossroads

Eyeing the past with envy.

Trumped upon

We watched what we thought was the sunset

Dancing at the hyper of moon edge

Urged just to step at the brink of time

Yet unhinged to the reality of seconds.

Called upon

We feared morrow as sipped our morales

Pretence in embazzled to what was love

While crowning the moon to be the day

Yet drown to candle under the bed.

Whispers of Love

On the block with a pluck

Pulling strings

Until the sound is in tune

As love played all chords

Into a symphony marvel

Attracting bees to give up honey.

Drowning in the peace

Of a piece of her heart

Striked to mine

We found our rhythm 

Switching foot, to the melody of the night

Watchful of the unfolding keys.

Drawn in a descending game

We fell while staring

Hitting the ground

To form the hearts beat

Entangled with words

On a tangent spill

"I...I love you!"

We whispered aloud.