I was working on building a kayak rack and it fell apart like a cartoon. I might have laughed if i hadn’t spent the last hour and some working on it. So now I’m nursing my pride. So here is a poem I wrote once upon a time. Let me know what you think.
Every night we meet.
Beautiful you are in my dreams.
I remember the tease of your skin,
The touch of your lips.
I can still feel the breeze
Of your whispers.
Then the sun comes
I only have my dreams.
Don’t make me sleep alone anymore.
Find me before the darkness comes.