Monday, August 17, 2015

AT THE END OF THE DAY




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At the end of the day

It wasn't the hour that mattered

It was your being there.
It wasn't the drink that mattered
It was the compatible silence.
It wasn't the view that mattered
It was your hand in mine.
It wasn't the world that mattered
It was your safety.
It wasn't the food that mattered
It was your taste.
It wasn't the dress I wore that mattered
It was that you liked it.
It wasn't the calls that mattered
It was your voice.
It wasn't the distance that mattered
It was your presence.
It wasn't the conversation that mattered
It was that we spoke.
It wasn't the working out that mattered
It was that we tried.
It wasn't the amount that mattered
It was that you cared.




Wednesday, June 24, 2015

LET’S TAKE THINGS FURTHER…



         


Storm lulled,
Passion spent,
In each others’ arms
Sated and content.

A lingering touch,

A gentle smile,
A soft word or two,
A lull awhile.

A soft drizzle,

A gentle breeze,
Prismic raindrops
On tips of leaves.

Love, now a drowsy, lulled security-

Safe and snug in the arms of eternity,
And as nocturnal Moon on it’s round now starts,

Frozen memories in the recesses of hearts...