Tuesday, April 15, 2014

The Loom of Days

Collect all the shells 
strewn about the beach,
the presents of my ocean 
sparkling under a blanket of stars

these are the skipped beats of my heart
each time I place my eyes upon you, 

they shine bright as falling stars 

string them finely upon oue loom of days,
and weave these beats into your song,

birds would quiet to listen, 
and tap their little toes
there would be tiny happy tears 

for they know it
they have tried to sing it 
all their lives.

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