The sun has yet to rise and the silence of the early morn is broken only by my own thoughts. Like dominoes that lean one upon the other, my experiences pushed forward, but not with the control that once dominated my being.
The Teetering of Emotions
Up and down,from the earth to the clouds high, balancing my emotions and the dreams of you and I. No rain falling,
the night is still and in the darkness, my heart your tenderness feels. Like the sun on the flowers, the wind to my soul warms my very being with a gentle and loving hold. No tears or sadness, we replaced the grey, painting the skies blue each and every day.