Someday

Drenched
In love
How sweet
It would be
Requiring nothing
Beyond memory
Simple
Exquisite
In pure harmony
Bathing in ecstasy
Someday
It has to be...

Words

I don't go to find them
They are coming themselves
Forcing me to increase walking pace
To reach to the finish
To storm to the end
And pour them all out
With an empty hand

A few common errors
Or mishaps of terms
Still they keep on coming
And writing themselves
My only choice here
Remains to be near
To give them a life
In this known sphere

And so I am clear
My role has been given
May syllables steer
This way and through the years

A Poem

"Are you an Angel?"
He asked today
Some may say
That I am
Yet I know best
Wings don't grow fast
And, by no means,
By themselves

But I'd like to be like one
And I'd like to live like one
And I'd like to hug everyone
And to comfort all in my tiny arm
And to leave a scent of sweetness behind
And to need or want nothing from anyone
Just to float on
And fly on by
And to melt in time
Without a drop of chime