Swatches From Ever

Each of these independently plays upon my sense of creativity—figments captive of imagination.

The color, roses
Tinting eggshells of blue, sky;
My feeling for you.

No one walks the sands,
Without gathering some dust,
Moments slide away.

Your face a window
Open to the breeze, captures
Your essential truth.

Wandering away
From who we used to be is
Our identity.

“Can I get you anything?”
“No, no, not really!”
All the while, I entertain
The dream of you taking me –
So I can give myself
Away with no reservations.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

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