Do you see the same pale blue skies that stretch out beyond my view?
Do you feel the same rays of sun light that skip down across my pale skin?
Does the moons glow shimmer for you as it does for me?
Has my sea caressed your shore with his gentle ebbing tide, or has
he crashed into the sands roaring full of passion?
Does your night sky, fill with the twinkling lights of my dying stars?
Has the breeze that caressed my skin as I slept swept across your body first?
Karen Hayward ©2016