Thursday 11 June 2015

Cloud nine

Sitting atop a lofty cliff
Looking out on glorious seas
Holding hands like lovers do
Wishing you were here with me
In our silence
No words need be said
Perhaps I could simply
Lay my head...
Upon your shoulder dear
Knowing you are close to me
Cocooned in our very own safety...
Far from the madding crowds
Away from the whole world
Yet still within casual sight
Alone together here
Watching
The golden sun 
Slip slowly down to rest
Ah my love
Each breath I take
Sighs from my breast
As I sit and dream
Of how beautiful it could be...


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