| FRESH MORNING Talk to me in the comfort of fresh morning when a bird's song I may enjoy as the cold of night surrenders to the warmth of dawn and there comes no sound from the telephone nor door. Hold me close as the sun plays with shadows when the curtains of our room blow wide as our hearts beat ever so quietly to the pulse of day and seagulls scavenge across the falling tide. Know me when the day is newly born, my love when the spirit within this aging body is content as I steal gentle kisses from your soft lips – and inhale the subtle fragrance of this moment. — jason e |
| ALONE Sitting by a thicket thinking of you A place full of peace people cease to know A place where flowers grow wild and unfold untold A place I often go to be alone. Birds sing in Spring and I follow their wing Sadness seems to fade as I wade through shade Times like these are what bring me peace – Alone with my thoughts when I feel alone. In the distance is the blue silver of a river I’ll walk to it and explore it today. The walk’s not far, I won’t use a car Too much I’d miss along the way. The beauty of a river is said to soothe Motion of current a deterrent for the blues So here I’ll sit and smile for awhile – Just a little while ‘till I tire of being alone. — jason e |
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