Recently,
Increasingly,
I find my mind
Just makes its way
To you.
It needs no help
From me,
Seemingly.
I appear
To bathe endlessly
Within your eyes,
Before I even realize
There's a world outside.
I do not care,
No wish, have I
To share the time I have with you.
Could it be?
That the touch
Of your hand
Will bring me
To reality,
Eventually?
I hope not,
For I have got,
All l need,
In you.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Owain Glyn
YOU ARE READING
Windswept
PoetryThis is only a small selection of Windswept The full collection is due for publication by Outerbank Publishing Group very shortly. It can be pre ordered at http://www.outerbankpublishing.com/store/#/Windswept-Poems-of-Love/p/53782074/category=141870...
