The Finer Things

Finer Things

 

Caught up in his wilderness

Flying 'neath his wing

Sheltered in a school

Ready to leave the finer things

    leave the finer things

 

Atlantic Gulf stream waters flow warm

Not unlike the Kotzebue Sound

A gulf a distance from happiness

It'll come around

We will come around

 

The distance is soon to be washed away

Like a Kivalina shore

As finer things lose their luster

They shine no more, shine no more

 

Dakota has its whippoorwill

Wyoming its morning buck

Alaska has its heart of gold

That makes you want to f**k

 

Jet planes carry you so far away

Never content to stay where you land

But peace will find you instantly

When you take my hand

When you hold my hand

 

Arctic winds blow cold tonight

They chill me to the bone

I search to find the evening star

Like a feather on the wind

Peace and love a world away

I send my whisper on the wind

 

My heart warms that these gentle words

Will surely make their mark

When my love is with you safe

Landing where you are

Landing where you are

 

Caught up in his wilderness

Flying 'neath his wing

Your shelter lies 'neath an Arctic Sun

There you'll find the finer things 

         you'll find the finer things

 

Worry not my precious love

and with my heart be safe

The breath I breathe is yours to keep

My love is not a waif

 

So as you stir deep beneath your skin

Your longing shall avail

My winters night will bring to your hearth

Fires warmth Passions wealth though now you travail

 

Never shall you walk again alone

Bonded we are one

I slip away to write that book

Yes I too am stunned

 

Caught up in his wilderness

Flying 'neath his wing

Your shelter lies 'neath an Arctic Sun

There you found the finer things 

        

My love the finest thing

 

 

Reviews

[Rusty]

Again thanks for your kind words and for both reading and reviewing this work.

[joshua deathdealer]

You sir are a very talented writer. Again another excellent poem. Thank you for taking us on this journey with you.