Horizon...

The horizon, must take you away,

The frozen time is still in its capsule of serenity,

The ground frozen to my feet, as the veins within the body have a cold snap,

Even subtle movements to warm cannot plaster the frosting mild hands,

You take a step onto the prickly sand were the city meets the seas…

As the wind blows subtle movements with the whistle of the waves,

The wash of foam builds a favorable moment,

As you float across the water, you are eloped with the barrel of the waves,

You confide into the moment, which builds to be a faint instant,

As the shimmer of your glow lightens up the world,

When the sun kisses your face, as you float within the barrel of the waves…

An hour glass hangs in the balance in the middle of nowhere,

Tiny grains start to slip through as these moments loose grip of the reality…

The horizon, must take you away,

The frozen time is still in its capsule of serenity,

The ground frozen to my feet, as the veins within the body have a cold snap,

Even subtle movements to warm cannot plaster the frosting mild hands…

As you begin again…