Ocean Walk

Dasim

The smell of morning coffee

Is still fresh on your lips.

The scarf you gave me

Keeps my throat warm.

Each breath you exhale

Finds sanctuary in my chest.

Each step I take

Moves the sand under your feet.

Old kisses and spent tears

Still wet on our skin.

Your fingertips remind my palm

Of every word spoken,

And those yet to be said.

The clouds watching us

Open a window

Into a room full of mirrors,

Where abandoned longings

And long hidden feelings

Wait to be rescued.

Every day erases all days,

And dreams fly free

In search of a new master.

The waves seem to chant:

Your Love is old!

While the gleam in your eyes answers:

Yes, but it gets younger every day.

  • Author: Dasim (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 13th, 2020 12:46
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Crowns4Christ

    beautiful,dasim,beautiful

  • Goldfinch60

    Very fine words dasim, that love will be forever with you.

    Andy

    • Dasim

      Thank you Andy !



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