awake

my restless, bleary eyes open,

seeking a vision they can’t behold

in the world of dreams

where you are not.

you have become flesh

to walk this earth,

so that I may adore

the waterfall of your hair,

the starlight in your eyes,

the hills and valleys of the

enchanting landscape of

your form.

 

it was a long march

through this realm of shadows

to find you,

to find me.

like a tired traveler,

I lay my head in your lap

-          I am home.

songbird in a winter wood,

searching for shelter,

come, let my arms be

a warm nest where you

find comfort, where you rest.

 

Reviews

[Lorry]

Yes, it sounds like you are indeed home, after a weary walk along an unforgiving path without signposts to guide your way and little in the way of points of interest to detract you from your mission of, finding home.
Fantastic write.

[Chris Shaw]

Wow, when you find that special person. An admirable write. I am thinking, how satisfied you would be. Some very pretty lines here Laz. A lovely composition.

Chris

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

"Waterfall of your hair,"

I have used that line myself so so many times in trying to limn a woman's hair in a poetic way. Nice to see it used by someone else too.

[Fran Marie]

A well crafted piece
with well chosen words
and poetic expression
sweet lines of romance
within ..

[Patricia]

oh Laz this is beautiful writing! the ending was exceptional and breath taking. I love it!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Oh when that dream becomes a reality...it is surely worth the journey...
especially when love is the home where we want to be.
j.

[John the Baptist]

Has the sound of one who has been rescued, or at least found shelter. I get the impression it has been a long, hard journey, but the speaker has finally found respite in the arms of someone special. May it be thus for all.