Past the hazy field I see

Encompassing an island, blue sea

Refusing to wake and gain sense

For it is better to drift than feel the absence

Underneath the facade of bravery

Mindful of predicaments I worry

Endless misgivings, incessant hope



the daily prompt: Perfume


Though first meetings don’t tell much
About two people meant to be together
Hearts do tell what is true and match
Zillion years, now and forever
Each moment apart just means better tomorrow
Beneath the love is so much more
Standing together in times of sorrow
Undivided love is the weapon and armor
Now, that just means there more to come!