EvolverA Poem by kewayne wadleyThe promises made when we were young, The pleasure bestowed, in a vow, to each others breath, Simplicity of the seconds we thought would never grow old, The secrets that we sown were never known, As the sky gave birth to the sun in our horizon, How the stars were afraid to peek as the touch of your skin blossomed, Soft ebony hands that trembled, once cold, Quickly errupted into the heat felt between you and I, The hours sadly said goodbye as they rushed into eternity, If heaven were a mile away, If only it were that simple, I've prayed for days like this, Moment's where time eludes the rapture of thought, A simple sensation hidden behind the stars of your eye, The haiku's of the tear drops left behind on days joy overwhelmed all else, All of this I watched in a dream, I watched you fall asleep in my arms without fear, Fear that if you should ever fall I won't be there to catch you, I watched myself kiss your forehead as your fingers lashed tighter, Deep sighs left behind in a single thought, If only heaven were a mile away Simple pleasures given by the touch eyes can give, I watched myself become lost, Lost in infacuation, Lost in the way your hands stared, Wishing they'd speak mine spoke first, At first nothing but silence filled the space between fingers, Secondly, They throbbed at first sight, Such need, such want, As the fear of first impressions last a life time, At this point I learned the definition of urgentcy, Just as the sky gives birth to day, It also breathes as night takes its breath away, Sharing the same horizon, Giving way to reason as purpose lays in the wrinkles of the stars, If only it were that simple, If only answer blossomed, If heaven were a mile away Late at night, Once the world lays its head down to sleep, I find myself laying beside the thought of you, Wondering the difference between reality and fiction, If I'd ever really know, The look your eyes given when they first open, An everlasting question as the sun softly tip-toes across your face, If only thoughts could become reality, If only there were a way to make the distance shorter,
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StatsAuthorkewayne wadleymemphis, TNAboutFree verse poet, free forming, constantly experimenting, love the passion & depth writing has to offer with each and every word strung with emotion. Also love reading. more..Writing
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