Onboard

 
Time for departure,
whistle blowing
"All aboard"
from the man in portered peak cap.

Your words you see,
so many,
dreaming away the day becomes second only to
the nights adventures I dream, with you.

Your words, like soft ice cream to the
moisture of warm sticky toffee pudding.

So for now I'll refrain my eyes from falling on
your words, divine, handsome they are, and
let my discoveries take me away drifting.

The porters calling,
yes yes, of course,
of course you'll be accompanying me silly,
I've got you and your every word,
close to my heart.

"All aboard"



**painting by the Joseph Lorusso