Love, Stay Awhile
Stay awhile
a restless storm
in love with love
a shade between
moss-blue and grey
an illusion like no other
rest in the sweetness
of one last dream
the setting sun
a cinnamon stick
swizzling the drink
deep beneath
where memories thrash
a coral bed
to stir the sands of time
linger long
before the fade to black begins
as curtains fall in shades of mist
with tenderness
remember me
the wind that set your spirit free
the arms
that let love go.
© 2004
January Grey
I Hear Your Voice
In the last fray of dusk
purged by silence
on the backwash of a storm
where sorrow swallows
choked by an easy wave
of give and take
scudding whitecaps whisper
to the melancholy shore
gently glistening
each grain of sand the same
I hear your voice in the slant
of long shadows, shrinking
on silver wings, like an albatross
caught in the echoes of crimson twilight
gliding high on sighs meant for sharing
before they pass away
restless is the wind
that shifts the clouds I dream on
yet, constant is my love
for you
© 2004
January Grey
