AND WE SHALL Take my hand and we shall stroll ‘Round the giving tree Share with me your hopes and dreams And I, too, will share mine May we get lost in conversation, so That we become unaware That the sun has set And the evening’s sky Has become dotted with fireflies I’ll take your…

BOUND TO LIVE I am no shrinking violet For I am wild and free I don’t know how to be Anyone other than me I celebrate my failures And embrace my flaws I am bound to live By no man’s laws That would dictate Who I am Or who I should be ‘Cause I don’t…

THE OTHER SIDE I remember the moment When time stood still You said my name I lost my will To stay within The present tense I stepped outside And hopped the fence To the other side Of time and space Hoping to stand Face to face With you alone And let my name Resonate in…

THAT LOVE Where is the love That men dream about And women crave Love that drives some To madness And others to their grave That love eternal Long-lasting and true The one that turns Dark skies to blue That gentle love Strong and pure The test of time It will endure The love that resides…

Epiphany   Sometimes I cry Like now you see Each tear Its own epiphany Of love forlorn And lost at sea Adrift, I wait For a change of wind Seeking cloud cover To soothe my skin Left dry and thirsty And nearly singed By the crudeness Of your love But, alas, reprieve From the sky…

A SUN Though other loves Have come and gone My love for you stands true It has weathered many storms And seen countless skies of blue It is as if You are a sun And I your yearning moon Longing and reaching for The warmth of your cocoon   Simona A. Brinson Photo by Jongsun…

A STROLL Lie naked with me Let’s bare our souls Lying skin on skin Let’s take a stroll Into the depths Of our heart’s content Where on sunshine And love are meant To dance and delight Harmoniously Where words aren’t thrown Carelessly But, spoken in a way that Connection is woven Into the fabric of…

BECAUSE FEAR SAID one day you’re gonna die without ever having lived you’d rather hide in a life deprived of life’s simple pleasures such as loving freely jumping ramps and popping wheelies tracing figure eights on roller skates and rolling in the sand or walking hand-in-hand with that girl, you know the one that got…

A PEEK I’d walk a thousand miles Just to take a peek I wouldn’t utter a sound I wouldn’t even speak I’d only wish my eyes to see Your beauty aged by time Then I’d fade away unwillingly Back into the sublime   Simona A. Brinson Photo by ni san from Pexels © 2021 mylifeinword.com All Rights Reserved.