10 September 2009

Solitary Morning

I reach for you and wake with a start
No eyes, no smile, no soft touch
I breathe and try to remind myself

Taking sweet respite in the image
Of you - painted across my insides
A cinema so lovely has never been seen

Your eyes are the path to my to my destiny
The connection to creation and passion
In this life and the next


Poetic Shutterbug said...

ah, I can feel the passion in this piece through such descriptive imagery. Very well done.

Shea said...

that is beautiful

Erik said...

Thanks guys. She inspires me.

Angel said...

Wow, this is such a lovely and passionate piece. Really nice work!

Erik said...

Thanks Angel. I take that compliment to heart as your writing has just a bit of passion to it.