A thought came to him
Up there, reclining with her,
On those high branches
.
Both of them snuggled
As lazy as lazy is
Resting peacefully
.
Softly he proffered:
.
Is it too farfetched
Suggesting you consider
Journeying with me
.
To the Hebrides;
just us, open air trekking
The Isle of Harris;
.
The oneness of two
dreamers drifting in currents;
those special moments
.
Embracing each day
with trust and vernal gusto;
Love building bridges
.
We (as one) roaming
the brooding Lewisian Gneiss
(Whispering secrets)…
.
Can I run with you
on sandy beaches and lochs,
near moorlands and crofts,
.
Riant together
on the white and turquoise sands
Of the Luskentyre?
.
Would you trust in me,
and run with me, in concert,
and never look back?
.
Are you listening?
Or is that snoring I hear
(So lazy on top)
Your way of saying later
We can take that adventure…
.
Sleep tight my love…


richard lloyd cederberg
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