the colors of fall embrace the horizon;
delicate petals rush to hide their sweets;
cold and blue, waves gently fold upon the seashore.
in a blessing of fate, two spirits meet.

as darkness wraps itself blind around my fingers,
trees bare themselves naked in winter haze.
the tides in retreat reveal more than expected;
thoughts last more than his momentary gaze.

the dawn shimmers sunrise in sleepless hope and faith
while greens sway in soft sunlit reverie;
dance and crash. inevitably, the moon directs:
she does as waterfalls – beautifully.

mild afterglow skies reminiscent of your face,
the lonely world yields to flames – so do i.
oceans ablaze, what miracles can spark from this?
believe that even hearts can be on fire.

27 September 2005


Author: Jennifer Longinos

I'm a freelance writer and a homeschooling mom of two awesome toddlers. If we aren't out on an adventure, we spend most of our days tickling each other on the bedroom floor, making things explode in the kitchen, jumping on piles of laundry before and after washing, or just doing random little things that make life absolutely worth it.

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