I Write, Love And Read You Time Borrowed

Picture: New Color Photography

I write with sunrises

hurling sunrays all over landscapes

love-lettering the earth with footsteps

footnotes for our children to reference

this reality of a conference

where words and heart reside

to build a house for moments

because past presents what’s to come

I loved you with afternoons

peak hours

I even picked sunflowers

for your open velds

Dispersed them as far as Winterveldt

where beauty rests

As far as second chance

where hope has man in unrest

Read me in sunsets

with the ear of a parched land

Hear me as if black ink offends

and open pages suggest

never-ending evening walks

such riddled with the tapestry of talks

that weave hands with tomorrows

for I write, love and read you time borrowed