In light we dance,

In days of timeless breath our paths full twist,

Past time in feathered tenderness,

Toward the sound of shining bright,

The warmth on skin,

The brush of life,

The rush of spark in sky on moonless night.

We pass then meet once more,

As whispered air on secret shore,

Sway, washed and seen,

Never touched,

Longed-for love in life yet lost in dream.

ORIGINATOR · Mike de Sousa

ART FORM · Contemporary Music and Figurative Art.

COMPLETED · 2014

Free to enjoy. Copyright maintained. Not to be used for ai or commercial gain.