JamesOKavanagh

Cast into the vast unknown post catastrophic scene, perceived notions caught on wires, listing on the verge of a careen. Fleeting hope lost to selfish intention, tempest crashes into that which was so serene, all words never to see fruition. Capsized fallen into a lucid dream, fires doused extinguishing all that was conceived, drowned in an inaudible scream. Forgoing this tumultuous human condition, these vibrant eyes devoid of their gleam, landlocked in this perdition.

I want our fingers entangled ever so tightly, amative words sent from ear to ear, to gaze as the sun glistens in your eyes ever so brightly. To feel the blades of green grass carry us overhead, footprint of this moment embedded as a paragon, to watch your hair flutter in dusk's orange red. To see your smile illuminate the twilight, lightning bugs frolic as they appear, to dance to the tune of the cricket's crescendo night. To revel towards the stars in defiance and bold, brook flows towards a new dawn, to hold close with lips clasp in a field of marigold.