Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

she held on to what was once his strong body- watched the light come and take him away
he loved her more than many
he was now her lover that had no body
kindness came from his very blue eyes
his soul transmitted the thoughts of fun they had once- the times that shone in sunshine with the salt smell and taste on his lips
the sun had held him dearly - the waves unfurled in his heart- he called her in the sight- of what seemed like danger= chose her over many delights- she swam to his side in the dream world- she was his ladyhawk- in the slumber of resoved differences- he held her tight- she wished somehow - that he was here- in side her in other ways more distinct, she crept to the edges of what some call the night- he was waiting there with his star like constellation= shining sparks from each place tickled her soul and shone in her so bright- he wanted her now more than when he could still stand in his body-she felt his touch sometimes- heard his voice- cried and looked into his heart- she knew his love long before he knew of her flight-
he said 'go to your quiet place my love'
for gordon

Deeply moving. A melancholy rhapsody.

John

thank you-