Fielding time

ummmmm fireworks and dew on grass

Upon air Rose and Blue
set within the night
on a field lay me and You
The kiss of the wind
blowing restless
as caffeine veins
seeking needles
bleed the moment
where I need only
pinpricks
of light that burst inside
that touch of You
leaves of trees rustle
acknowledging precipice
if our time is hindered
so the clock slows
with each pass
as it is our hands
that cast sacred sands
within our field
held tight embodied
under our coloured sky
my nose big and red
says
a Brassy tack lives it up
upon the grass
whereas always here
it is high and fine
we the tumbled two
breathing deep
the depths
Our painted view

Reviews

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

I think this is more than fireworks...I see between the lines to what refuses to be hidden between the beautiful imagery and the apt wording. What a metaphor for that most intimate moment, when you realize that everything is created of light and bursting stars. Very well done, my friend.

[Souladareatease]

You gots it Kiddo;) Thank You...so very kind!!!

[Souladareatease]

This is exquisite! I think you have written the most lovely place for two lovers :) makes me smile...
touching and full of galaxy magic! thank you G. Beautifully done...

- Elisa

[Souladareatease]

Thank You Dear Elisa--forever fields and sky take me-Happy to make You smile:)

The pleasure is all mine, so happy I have the time lol (right now) a bit, I've missed tons of your good stuff!!!

[Souladareatease]

pish posh.............