breathless eagerness

drumming air into the space

between heart and mind. 

don't

turn the page on me

make me a footnote

or an old, forgotten diary entry

leave

a space, a breath,

a looking out window

or a welcome mat outside your door

{one day, one chance, one difference,

one me and one you

making us.}

aquamarine

beauty and brilliance

gliding through a hole

in the sky

swelling with the sound

of sparkling sea on a

summer day

it serenades in

pretty rain showers

salt-kissed

eyes and eyelashes

sunburnt cheeks with

sweet dimples

climbing the pinnacle

dropping like roller-coaster

large pinhole perspective

ripples and thrills

balanced see-saw

riding ( Read more... )

we cascade into

one another

vessels filling with

substance

made of memories

and significance

this daily giving

shaping tomorrow

eyes gazing

their light reflecting

on the pools as

we cascade into

one another.

widen the circle

claim what is yours

with words, with actions,

with a heart not afraid to

take on the mind

to tell it to keep

quiet, kind

when the world is in chaos

and feelings are waiting

to be heard

and shared

{within the circle we widened

for each other.}

the applause is gone,

the days are shortened

and our names are

etchings in wet sand

waiting for the rising tide

to wash them away

{yet i remember

every line and curve

preserved in this

silly heart of mine.}

enough with maybe's

knock down broken promises

claim your shining crown. 

Chapter IV continued...

As the hour grew late and candlelight filled the hall, one of the patrons sitting in the dimmest corner of the tavern lifted his weapon and fired across at Conall. Thankfully Conall possessed quick reflexes and dodged the attack. Meghann screamed and ducked under the table. The mysterious patron come assassin fled as Conall ( Read more... )

gently twirling, eyes sparkling

arms and fingers pointed upward

embraced by a sentimental night sky.

Chapter IV continued...

The younger patron stared at the barkeep and then at Conall and seemed to be weighing up his odds against both armed men. His three older companions looked frightened and pulled at their friend to sit down and not cause further trouble for them. Conall's pistol was still pointed at him with a steady, capable regard. "What ( Read more... )