Friday, April 23, 2010


A simple little dance
We shared once before
But that was
That was in the way back machine

I'm rarely sleeping
These days when I dream 
I know I'm just
Just a thought away from you

I can almost feel those old songs
We listened to in the pouring sun
I don't want to fight it anymore
You always kept me grounded;
Tethered, down to earth
Now my head's forever in the clouds
Lost in you


Cotton Blossom said...

Hubba, hubba.

(If you want me to refrain from commenting from now on...I'm cool with that.)

Alexis said...

I like how you used the words "That was" and "Just", It felt like you were taking a deep breath, remembering.

Cotton Blossom said...

oh, so *that* is the kind of comments we're supposed to leave on a poetry blog...

TS Hendrik said...

Alexis, Thank you very much

Cotton, Hubba hubba works too, lol.

Kitty Moore said...

I wish all men felt as deeply as you do.

Kimberly said...

I agree with Alexis and also felt myself taking a deep breath along with you... beautiful.