She takes my hand and leads me through lands and dreams I do not know.

She holds my heart as it beats so deeply in the night and the mist is magic

Who and where, where and when, it is there she comes again, unknown, unseen

All is peace and calmness in the places she walks, the places I follow

It is there I long to be, watching as the world changes, and time is no more

She stands beside me speaking. I hear and I see, unbound and free

There where she walks, it is we, and the palace faces the sea

sand between our toes, her hand in mine, her lips a rose

Dance for me Princess as I stand in your spell, cast with jasmine scent

my life is but time spent, spent in your magic and your taste is on my lips

my eyes trace your body through veils of gold yet only your eyes I hold

one day, one night ,shadow of sun, and pale moon light, arise in my sight.

 

Christopher Brent

 

 

So long ago and seemingly far away. Time passes for all. We learn even when we are not aware that we are learning, and those things follow us through our lives. Walking by the ocean. Dancing in the breakers. Blue skies, cloudless in memory, close as a thought, distant as tomorrow.

Brent

Time passes like a stream. Our thoughts take flight. Gentle fall days with fire lit nights. Dreams like sparks into the sky, to deep blue velvet surrounding stars flickering light. Peaceful moon rises slow through clouds . The soft distant call of an owl. The stream trickles softly as spirit takes flight. Sit close by the fire warmed through the night.

 

Somewhere everything changed, no matter how much, it's still the same. The days are somehow shorter, and yet it all feels so very similar. The colors run from time to time. The wind blows and the night stretches the day into forever. Stars swirl above , rotate and move with certainty. I'm not what you see, along the way I've lost me. I awaken from dreams with your taste still on my lips. My eyes slowly open as you whisper your last words, and they drift from my mind so quickly lost in time.