M's Poetry
The Image Of Us
In golden fields, with the sun glistening
on a lazy summer day
I stand and wait to see your face
it's been so long
but I am not nervous
because I know you by heart
The wind hits my face
awakens my senses, lost I was at one time
but now standing in this sunshine
I can see my horizon
for once I am breaking my wall
it's all for me, it's all for you
it took me a while to feel so comfortable
but in this skin I am finally settling
and I have no fear of the unknown
Hand and hand we stand today
you to my right the sweetest sight
and words are understatement
you are beyond my dreams
more than what money is worth
through all darkness and past the hurt
I finally see the finished picture
it's all bright hues, it is made to shout to the rooftops
it's eternal, always changing....the image of us.
2005@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
on a lazy summer day
I stand and wait to see your face
it's been so long
but I am not nervous
because I know you by heart
The wind hits my face
awakens my senses, lost I was at one time
but now standing in this sunshine
I can see my horizon
for once I am breaking my wall
it's all for me, it's all for you
it took me a while to feel so comfortable
but in this skin I am finally settling
and I have no fear of the unknown
Hand and hand we stand today
you to my right the sweetest sight
and words are understatement
you are beyond my dreams
more than what money is worth
through all darkness and past the hurt
I finally see the finished picture
it's all bright hues, it is made to shout to the rooftops
it's eternal, always changing....the image of us.
2005@ Copyright by Megan Bishop
