
April fools, full moon
Pink cherry blossoms, birdsongs
I still long for you.

April fools, full moon
Pink cherry blossoms, birdsongs
I still long for you.

“Longing”
dear love, how are you?
i’m staring at the empty
chair — waiting for you
to show up, perhaps
in my latté’s aroma
wafting to my nose
straight to my sad heart —
mingling with my lonely breath,
your love bringing warmth.
in the eternal
NOW — will you come dance with me,
take me in your arms?
By Carla Romarate-Knipel
Fiery tree ablaze –
red-orange leaves entrancing
my sorrowful eyes…

walking away, sad –
looking up the clear blue skies
longing to see you…
this beautiful day –
reaching out to embrace me
as I sit alone.
you are in the warmth
of the sun, shining brightly
on my tear-stained cheeks.
the cool, gentle breeze
touches my face, dries sadness –
leaving only love.
You make my heart sing
songs of joy, gladness and bliss –
on this day of love.
