Daily missive for Monday the 11th of February.~by Peter Forster

 

 

Daily missive for Monday the 11th of February.

The smell of air
Blowing in from the sea
Tasting of salt
The Cutty Sark
A silk trail caravan
The song of a lovelorn
Whale
Filtered through
A happy medium
Bent out of shape
As its density changes
Teasing the senses
As easy as dry sand
Sifting through toes
On a lazy day
When the world
Can wait
The cry of a newborn
As its lungs inflate
Breathing
Is so easy to take for granted
At sunrise
With a secret smile
Over guilt-free coffee
When you know
How it feels
To be kissed
On the lips
By someone you love
For the first time
Be grateful
The feelings still linger
As a moment to savour
Touch them with a finger
Such intimacy
Are the gifts
Still held
In your heart
They may never
Happen again
But be thankful
They happened
At all.