Holding Hands

Oceans 807

Even though our suns are moving towards the horizon

holding hands with you causes flowers to bloom,

surges life through my veins, with enough raw power

to light a city, or at least a small town, I pray

when it is time for the ending, that my hand is in yours

so I can calmly slip into forever, with my last words being,

“My Love……”


Poetry and Image © Copyright 2015, ancient skies

Peace and blessings to everyone.

“If you love nature, you will love people.”

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