Oranges and Spice

Days act madly, one to another. No sleep, no contemplation of senses.
A blue slur appears momentarily

Its all about walking on egg shells now,
Its all about the where and the how.
Can we do this, are we strong enough?
Can we

Morpheus plays his games

Yearning to whisper words of pleasure

My mind takes flight

Influenced by thoughts of home

I'd move a mountain,
reach the sky,
fight the tides,
and soar so high
just to share the view
with you.

I'd change the world,
stop

Anything for you

When you asked if I would leave them and move very far away,

I kissed my family tearfully and waved as