“Words Of A Feather”

May 22

Words are like birds; their beauty and grace take flight and bring light.

They travel across the ocean.

I suppose one could say that you "traveled across oceans of time to find me."

How romantic is that?

Isn't that all a girl wants?

Time zones and continents be damned!

Your words touch me here as if you were beside me.

Our words, like birds, take flight, carrying a smile, a tear, and the rhythm of your heartbeat across the miles.

Time and distance are no longer in existence.

With these words in my heart, I see we are never apart.

Birds of a feather, our notebooks bound in beautiful leather, find us together.

Across the ocean, but forever, as we read each other's words, we are together.

Be it the dark of night or Dawn's first bright light.

There is no existence of distance; only on my lips is this smile's persistence.

Author of fiction, short stories, and poetry.

“Flashing Light”