Sail
Our mortality lowers it's sunlit beams
Receding in childlike desperation
Just one more attempt
At anything
At everything
Til lungs dusk blow out
A heart beats 2
Three beats faster
Skipping a hopscotch pattern
Like so many times
The phone never rang
When life became shorter than not
Every man must have a delusion
I think
As the blissful sea sprays
And eyes press the horizon
Anticipating today's yes
Certainly tomorrow or
The next
Promise me love
The wind whispers
The same
In dream as destiny
As clear as your name
....Carly
Copyright © Brian Martin | Year Posted 2015
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