I thought I felt your shadow as I tore the sheets thrashing in the sweat of night reaching for your heart I thought I heard your voice as I sung an ancient tune melody and memory wrapping me in a silk lined box I thought I caught your scent- smoked coffee and leather as I hiked high upon the hill behind the river I could not cross lives not lived set in stones I could not skip along the path I thought I tasted your kiss on the salted, lime ringed rim the bar a line in the sand as I danced alone in your arms I thought I saw your shadow even in the dark
Jackson Stonewall dropping excellence… on his Substack. Even putting his to music at the bottom of read… last night’s composition included a beautiful female vocalist…
This is breathtaking!
Thank you!!!
those lines between dream and reality and sobriety
Yeah, it's a dance, all right…
Boo, making margaritas heavy. I may never forgive that sin! (Beautiful work!)
How do you prefer them?
No bad margarita is there?
Well, the ice in one I had in Mexico proved to be a bit malicious….
"I saw your shadow even in the dark" - the whole poem, but this line!
Thank you! I am so glad it worked!
Nice. xx
Oh my goodness Boo! I feel the want.
This was really beautiful Boo 🩵🩵
Thanks, Holly! I hope it makes up for the last one (:
Haha - it’s ok you made me sad :)
Dang BOO! Wow!!!
Thank you!
Jackson Stonewall dropping excellence… on his Substack. Even putting his to music at the bottom of read… last night’s composition included a beautiful female vocalist…