Find A Way
Photo taken by Lars Nissen
I found your face in the clouds over the Atlantic.
Rosy cheeks provided by a setting sun.
I heard your voice in the gusty wind,
Blowing through the English Channel.
Your heart throbbed in the distance,
As lightning struck in a brewing storm.
Your footsteps clogged across the deck
As the ship moaned in the surf.
I survived knowing the hallucinations
Would be replaced by your loving embrace
On firmer footing near the edge of a cliff.
I hoped to hear music in the air as
We sailed into port at King’s Dock.
I hoped to see you smiling and waving
At a sailor soggy and groggy from a
Fishing expedition that nearly took my life.
To my disappointment, our love wasn’t
Strong enough to withstand absence.
You found another suitor, a replacement
For a man that said he would return.
My heart forever broken,
My love never ending,
I still see your face in the clouds,
A reminder that beauty shines forever,
Yet love is delicate in nature.
When this trip ends
I’ll regret the kiss.
The kiss missed.
Whispers in the night.
I’ll kiss her flirty lips
If she’s interested in
Friendship inspired desires.
Writer and photographer.