HEART PRINTS IN THIS MAN

🔵 By Christopher Petteway. Photo by lauragrafie.

Surrounded by eternity: the moon was in command –
As darkness held its vibrance –
and crisp wind, gently, over ran.

The air was soft and cozy –
accompanied by the warmth.
Filled with the scent of „hold me“
as – the oceans waves were formed.

Gazing out beyond the sea
Life seemed so innocent
as I stood there: a tiny pea
in a world of heaven scent.

I could „feel“ the love beside me…
Arms of silk and their embrace
Inwardly: I traveled
as my mind increased its pace.

Wonder filled my being –
as I dive into those eyes.
There, I too, could see the moon.
The vibrant star lit skies.

Her hair gave sight
to things unseen –
shapes to air that whispered clean –
and as her presence took me in –
her touch caressed my chocolate skin.

Walking along the seashore –
I found a sacred place
Inwardly I traveled
as my mind decreased its pace.

And as we traipsed cross natures rug
the sand embraced each toe…
gently, calmly, patiently
the moon’s reflective glow.

Though unlike „foot prints in the sand“
when the Lord Carries his Son…
she and I walked side by side –
although, we two, were one.


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