Lost words
Words of umber and ochre
Words of self and ones other self
To wake
With ease of deep contentment
Scribe on softer gentler thoughts
Turn the tides
Of salted water
Into a life of finer scent
Tears and laughter
O breeze
Of breeze
Their promises freed
Seized
With a kiss
What a beautiful day
Dreaming of you
Coming my way
What a beautiful dream
Everything changes
Everything stays the same