Finding Now

Finding Now

Your hands cross the ocean of my skin

searching its depths

not needing breath

My fingers wander your fields and valleys

grass tickling their tips

your name heavy on my lips

You set your sun on my horizon

taking me into night

depriving me of your light

The moon guides my way down your path 

leaving a trail of stars

to remind me where you are

We exist merely in snapshots of time

strung together somehow

finding our way to now

paxamo,

He Waits

shadows stretched by lamplight

in stillness he watches

you walk faster, 

but not sure where

look behind you

you're the only one there

walking faster,

he hears your broken breath

and smiles

this game is his

you are the prize

running now, 

don't you know it's too late?

for wherever you go

...he awaits

paxamo,

Announcement

I am moving full-time to my website, ShannonTaylorHodnett.com. However, I'm not totally shutting things down here. I will have the occasional post......a short story, maybe a poem, or a review. But the posts here will be random and far between. I hope you've enjoyed this blog, and continue to......but I also hope you'll follow me over to STH.com where you never know what you'll find! ;)

paxamo,