You move through me like sea breeze
I drink in your warmth
Before I know it you’re gone
Leaving me tantalized, never sated
You show me the sun rise and set
A million stars and the moon glow around you
As you hold me in your arms
The cares of the world dropp away
For a few quiet moments
You are a wise traveler
Resting in my quiet tent
Pitched at the crossroads of life
There are many paths
Leading away from this crossroad
Which one is for me, I wonder
Still searching for the right answer
Waiting for a sign, or someone
Maybe the alchemist who will release
A missing element into my life’s cauldron
Turning me, to the path I seek.
© 09 June 2008, Anita Atina
What a lovely poem Anita, sometimes we all stand at life's crossroads not knowing which road to take, excellent penning, Lynda xx
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Marvelously penned poem Anita. You’ve graced the paths you’ve already traveled and enriched the man who had the pleasure to hold you. There are many paths for you to choose, which is a testament to who you are, as many of us have but two choices at the fork in the road. You need not wait for a sign, simply follow that part of you that resonates from your pen - your heart. Stone