Treasure Island

RIC S. BASTASA


THE SWING AT THE BALCONY OF THE HOUSE


WE have changed.
I keep an eye open.
My hands are on my lap.

Patience always knows
How to wait.

You sit beside me.
You place your hands
beside mine.

You lay your head
Upon my shoulder.

We sit looking towards
The road
AS the sun fades slowly
Inside our
Silent hearts.

Submitted: Thursday, June 20, 2013
Edited: Friday, July 26, 2013

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