These Traveled Trails

A familiar place,

would be so near my eyes

I’d have to stop and look around

see the trees, shelters near by,

a place we might see skis

or bicycles moving by,

while the two of us,

you and,

me and,

we could be together there


I’d reach out and touch your shoulder,

your smile that energy that wave of wonder

would electrify the air around me,

us, around us,

it really would be us out there

with the forest nearby,

able to mute the dialogue that would

tear us apart,

if we just we keep looking at the trees,

all the leaves, the wilderness,

no answers there,

just the beauty,

you and me,

the trees …

and then,

came along a sudden breeze

sentient sensations

you and me.

© Scott F Savage 9/2020


Published by a quiet man

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