I could not sleep this night, <br />the thought of you, <br />of all those endless miles, <br />now nautical <br />drew me.... <br />here, to the frigid shores <br />where frigate birds <br />smile down <br />as currents take them, <br />defying gravity <br />to the horizons <br />close to the snow-capped pines, <br />the ponderosa hills <br />where little feet, <br />leave footprints <br />crying out <br />for trusted company... <br />the ambience of the night <br />descending leisurely <br />unnoticed in its stealth, <br />bereft of urgency <br />its silent melody <br />takes to the skies <br />in wingless flight <br />and hopes... <br />I shall be here my love, <br />and wait, <br />until your feet can feel the sand, <br />your feathered wings become <br />the arms <br />to welcome mine.<br /><br />Herbert Nehrlich 2<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-frigate-bird/
