Sand dollar, sand dollar Five to the whole
A continuous moaning crash Watching herds of white horses
Lying in bed As the cool air
Sitting out in the sun Waiting on the minutes
The clatter and hiss Rain falling through the
I feel her gush Juices dripping down
Featureless sky, Darkness encroaching Out from under the trees, Sit amongst the noisy quiet Letting the moments pass by, Sand in an hourglass I waste each grain, Waiting for you To return.
Rise and fall Rhythmic sway Side to side Listening to the rain’s Pitter and Pat As the people Stagger to and fro
Bright, cold winter light Pushing the storm’s remains Out of view, Reaching down inside of me Trying to thaw The black ice inside, But all I want Is your heat Wrapped around My heart.
Stroke of her hair, Breath next to mine, Listen to the news and Purrs, My fingers and hand Draw out. Pet and caress, Head, throat and Back, Til with an arch, And waggle of her tail She wanders off, Enticed…