Upon the Wings of Angels

The North Beach.... Strolling down the bustling sidewalks, along the embarcadero; tourist and visitors, from everywhere A break from the recent rains; as the sun sheds down its warmth, to kiss our brows Just ahead Pier 39, and Fishermans Wharf; amid all of the attractions, sights and sounds As I glance toward the Alcatraz; this solitary rock, rising from the sea And then the Golden Gate; a serene picture of precious, embedded inside of me.... Memories, hopes, calling; as my thoughts then bend, a circle within the sky Upon the wings of Angels, whom smile, as they carry this love for you, inside! A piercing within my soul, now, that brings a slight chill unto myself.... Wondering, how you are doing? As I envision your graceful presence, amid my prayers Beckoning them with a heart of wishful wanting; a silent plea, to bring your glory here Near~to be by my longing legato side! Never truly knowing, if that day shall ever be? If the desires which I have dreamn't, were really meant for me? To ponder the perhaps; while I open this portal door ~ A gleam filling my eyes, with the shining of your tender touch.... Now holding my hand; as I taste the flowers of your fragrance; a velvet rose Soothing my spirit; this light of your splendor, beginning to pour before me now My consolation prize, within this stirring yet staggered moment, in time This slow, but lovely dance~After the mid-night bell, has chimed its silkened chord.... Silver laced crossings, above the aquamarine currents; atop the mast, of the Red Fleet sailing Sitting course amongst the telling tides, as I peer beyond the distance Conversing with silhouetted echoes; whom whisper into my ear gently, your endless charm! "Take me there, please," I beseech them, "make me not wait any longer?" End this bittersweat passage, and sit our star of destined; maybe!? High within the heavens, for all of eternity, to forever see...." "Excuse me;" a voice interrupts my thoughts; "but do you know where the wax museum might be?" Smiling as I say, "Yes, its just down the street" Eyes looking skyward, within this searchiing reflection, as another call, then comes in.... "I'll be right there I answer," as I peer beyond the horizon, yet still, once again Always thinking of you; as I cast myself upon the open waters; toward the world, in which you are.... Blowing another tangerine kiss into the breeze~"Please, take this to her beauty, evermore!" Upon, the wings of Angels ~