This Point In Time: Poem

THIS POINT IN TIME

Then come to me with the breeze ruffling your hair
The setting sun in your eyes
The same blue as the sea and the skies

Then the whisper of your presence will tell me
You are not far
Strange thoughts will come to mind

That the sea is smooth tonight
That the harbour is full of light
That the cafés overlook the piers
That the rain will fall softly on already wet cheeks
And gentle waves slurp into the creeks

That waiting here is a fallacy
That I should be somewhere else at this point in time
That I should be somewhere else at this point in time.

Copyright: Rani Turton