the sun stays where it has always been
but we move away from its warmth...
at the beginning of the day
i walk with you
my fingers dancing with yours
hearts beating in rhythm
to our synchronized steps
intents entwined in harmony
until the night beckons
and my shadow grows stronger
menacing
engulfing me.
run away, love
away from the l e n g t h e n i n g shadows
run after the setting sun.
half-circle...
when i trudge towards the heat
of the rising sun, exhausted
..chilled to the bone
where would you be?
love is what is left at the end of the day.
From: melbourne, victoria, Australia
About me: i'm a wanderlust and a warrior of life. i have hordes of nomads and soldiers waiting to wander this sometimes barren and sometimes lush landscape of my head. i send them forth. they are my words. my weapon of choice: purple prose
posted by lei at 12:29 PM