A Wisp
a poem by thenorm
A wisp, a song,
A flutter,
A dance -
Just a small piece
Of forever
I ask of you.
Place your weary head
On my shoulder,
Let me hold you,
Give you comfort.
Let me wrap
My arms around you,
Bring you close
To me.
The song of Twilight
Plays in the distance,
The sweet melody
of the day
Slowly fading away.
Lay your weary head
With mine,
And now -
A wisp, a song
A flutter -
A dance really,
A dance.
Small piece of
Forever
I give to you.