So familiar that smile that could sail a thousand ships.
So familiar this gentleness that transcends time like it never ended, it just flows on and on.
I, on the edge of that yacht looking upon you as the Amber sun sets.
So gentle the breeze
As we cruise along,
You knowing me
the me that I’ve grown into.
So familiar that we don’t exchange much words just glances in exchange for spoken ones
I’m thankful for that your familiar
My comfort in you.
Your familiar drapes over me like a blanket as the sun dips it’s head into the sea.
The taste of your lips still makes me think of you.
You make me wanna soak my feet in your waters,
Be drenched in your love.
My lips have spoken your name over and over.
Feet has taken me over yonder and under to seek you.
Come free yourself upon me and rest upon my cheeks.
Your lips shall haunt me
And feet tangle and cover mine and yours
It is morning and the sun kisses the rim of my cup.
Such simple pleasures that I taste each morning.
Words of praise for the memory of you.
Shall they anoint my lips?
My lips remember yours early this morning.
The sweetness that you left behind.
Memories laced with a promise of tomorrow…