Summer Love

Summer Love

Path Of Dreams; Life through Blue Eyes; Summer Love; Dust;

PATH OF DREAMS

 

Here he comes,

Down that ever changing path.

He comes on his black-as-night steed,

He comes again.

 

Here he comes,

On that path that is more than one,

Here he comes,

On the path of dreams.

 

His steed changes,

From black-as-night to gold-as-sun,

Once horse now dragon,

Flying low on the ever changing path of dreams.

 

Dragon now flies alone,

His rider having been forgotten.

Here comes the golden dragon,

Himself nothing but a dream.

 

Always changing and yet always the same,

He is the dream, shaped to my will of night.

Every night he comes and goes,

In whatever shape I desire.

 

There he goes,

Down that ever changing path.

He goes on his black-as-night steed,

He leaves again until next time.

Life Through Blue Eyes

Blue eyes open for the very first time,

A small smile parts his lips.

The tiny hands,

The small pink feet…

Mother and son when they first meet.

 

Tears of joy,

First breath of life,

Neither one knows of the coming strife.

 

Now a young man,

Sweet words flowing from sweet lips.

Calloused hands,

Browned feet…

Lovers embrace when they meet.

 

Tears of joy,

First love of his life,

Neither one knows of the coming strife.

 

Wise old blue eyes close for the last time,

A small sigh escapes his lips.

Wrinkled hands,

Shrunken feet…

He gives his life in defeat.

Summer Love

Soft blue feathers,

Tickling soft brown skin.

Gentle kisses,

Lips parted into a grin.

 

His rough calloused fingers,

Trail down her soft cheek.

Hey body trembles,

Her knees feel weak.

 

Just a summer love,

Only a fraction of their lives.

Sadness when they part,

Growing love dies.

DUST

I am the breeze that blows,

The wind that blows dust like you away.

I blow you deep into a crack,

The crack in my heart.

I cover that crack with magic dust,

Dust like cement.

Dust that covers your lust,

Memories of you now covered and forgotten.

You are dust in my wind,

Particles blown away from my mind in the breeze,

The breeze that rids me of you…

You, nothing but dust, forgotten dust and memories.

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Justin Timberlake- Summer Love