This Point In Time: Poem

THIS POINT IN TIME Then come to me with the breeze ruffling your hair The setting sun in your eyes The same blue as the sea and the skies Then the whisper of your presence will tell me You are not far Strange thoughts will come to mind That the sea is smooth tonight That the harbour is full of light That the cafés overlook the piers That the rain will fall softly on already wet cheeks And gentle waves slurp into the creeks That waiting here is a fallacy That I should be somewhere else at this point in time That I should be somewhere else at this point in time. Copyright: Rani Turton