99: I long for you

I long for Snow and sunshine,
The sea, shared between us
Like a cup of honest tea

I long for the caresses of you hands
Like summer nectar in the afternoon

I long for the certainty of something that has been, and the certainty that it should happen again

The lips of your skin. The depth of your hair.

I long for it and you my love

98: Bitter Sweet

Why were they beautiful in my eyes, a mix of mustard October hues?

So beautiful those painted leaves that gently fello'er me, on a sea of green and pavement grey

sailing like paper boats

As if blown by your kisses