Poezja

A summer’s walk on painted sand
Along the beach at night
The salty air may bring a chill
But my arms will hold you tight
 
I feel you look into my soul
You see past my thin disguise
At once the world just fades away
Lost here in your eyes
 
What life had I before this night
Before your love’s sweet calling?
No shade of peril to hold me bound
My heart’s already fallen
 
Your kiss that lingers at my lips
Draws out a gentle sigh
You bring life into this man who’s
Lost here in your eyes
 
In your embrace I find myself
Lost in your sweet eyes
 
                 ~Christopher Thor Britt