A.W. Books & Poetry

Her soul is of the earth,

And his ensconced in water.

She floats in air,

He dallies with fire.

Such beautiful things,

Elemental blessings,

In the autumn moon.

He said she was pretty,

She laughed like June.

How lost was she?

Only the stars knew.

Winter air,

Same street,

She went by,

His and her eyes meet.

Stolen daydreams,

Buried memories

With a graveside seat,

Came with his smile

As he spoke to she.

His eyes like water

His spirit fire.

She was just twirling

on suspended strings

Broken wings

Pleads to the gods

To take her where

the Earth meets

The sea

For in between

Is where her heart

Longs to be

~Annalise