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

4 comments:

Joanne Olivieri said...

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

Erik said...

Thanks guys. She inspires me.

Angela 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.