Balconies From Afar Collaboration With Winged Warrior Re-Post
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I have no words right now. So, I have re-posted my collaboration with Winged Warrior. God Bless him.
Balconies From Afar
In a view from the balcony, above the aquamarine sea
All the gifts of creation are unwrapped, like bark on a birch tree
Where the strength of the soul is exposed to salt air, screaming in the sun
Look what exists from love, in each drop of water, it has begun
For the eternities stain the sacred sands of theistic time
Of viewing the celestial bodies that rupture with rhythmic rhyme
Admits shimmering stars that drip with love on a hot summers day
Thus our spirit sails to shores of heaven botanical ballet
For the splitting minutes that pass us by, in which we may forget
While the tide’s forces pull us like the spinning reel of a cassette
Our hearts pulsate with all the sparkling rivers flowing into one
What started as love is a chosen final dance, when we are done
As the moon and earth tango within the midnight ambient air
Our souls collaboratively collide through a falsetto flare
Then love shed its lucid layers amongst the empyreal abyss
The infinite skies await from balconies afar, a first kiss
Heidi Sands and Winged Warrior
6/14/18
Copyright © Heidi Sands | Year Posted 2018
Balconies From Afar
In a view from the balcony, above the aquamarine sea
All the gifts of creation are unwrapped, like bark on a birch tree
Where the strength of the soul is exposed to salt air, screaming in the sun
Look what exists from love, in each drop of water, it has begun
For the eternities stain the sacred sands of theistic time
Of viewing the celestial bodies that rupture with rhythmic rhyme
Admits shimmering stars that drip with love on a hot summers day
Thus our spirit sails to shores of heaven botanical ballet
For the splitting minutes that pass us by, in which we may forget
While the tide’s forces pull us like the spinning reel of a cassette
Our hearts pulsate with all the sparkling rivers flowing into one
What started as love is a chosen final dance, when we are done
As the moon and earth tango within the midnight ambient air
Our souls collaboratively collide through a falsetto flare
Then love shed its lucid layers amongst the empyreal abyss
The infinite skies await from balconies afar, a first kiss
Heidi Sands and Winged Warrior
6/14/18
Copyright © Heidi Sands | Year Posted 2018
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