Always

Always

Soaked in mystery

Always

Loved by the Sun

Always

Kissing the wind that swerves

But never bolts

Always

Living for the ride

Always

Dying to be touched

Always

Crying to know more

Always

Reading the silence behind the words

Always

Dancing with your eyes that stir up Trouble’s waves

A love that beheaded the cyclops and the serpent

Always

Whisperings that climb the giving trees and nest where hearts are a flutter

Always desire

And must we seek it

Always

The hard floor of contemplation

A temporary port that harbours dreams of the impatient night

Low tides on the horizon

Always

New lines of order

We tip toe on reason with guilty feet

Tango of terrors

We marvel at what we are and never could be

Longings and latitudes

Always the drift

Always so near to our distance

Always

Hungry for a life with no name

Numbered and numb

Always

Awaiting

Always

For time to dance with chance

 

 

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2 comments

  1. speak766 · 22 Days Ago

    Beautiful! Really enjoyed this!

    Like

    • Napoleon Dozier · 5 Days Ago

      Thank you! I an honoured that you came by.

      Like

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