odyssey

♪for my wife, odessa, on her birthday♪
a song
 
you are my journey
an odyssey across the rolling mountains of my life
walk with me only
out of my fantasy, you have emerged to be my wife
leave me not lonely
along the sudden turns of fate that cut me like a knife
what can console me
except your tenderness that’s always keeping me alive
 
you are my mornings
the shadows disappear as soon as i wake up with you
there are no warnings
that can prepare the heart for when your sun comes shining through
ever adorning
the countenance with springs and roses for my rendezvous
rivers conforming
to every curve that sways your hips before the evening dew
 
odyssey
fantasy
a journey to the very end
though none can see beyond the bend
deja vu
rendezvous
the footsteps that we leave behind
may be as beacons for the blind

© Copyright 2020 May 13
by Clyve A. Bowen♫