On sunset’s shores the moon will always rise,
But not love.
Walking, hand in hand,
the magic touch, laughter over simple things
Now just empty footprints in the sand
Memory, was it really true?
or was our kiss a phantom dream?
There are moments in our lives
when love comes in out of nowhere.
and If we fail to seize the moment,
fades away, leaving us to wonder
what might have been.
Memories, good and bad
that form the structure of our lives.
The young Lieutenant off Vladivostok’s shores
The Russian Badgers overhead.
A wave to the pilot, guns loaded, but silent then
A gunnery officer who with a single order
could start a war?
Empty footprints in the sand
where once we walked, hand in hand
to celebrate the Universe with a kiss.
“When you are with me. it is if a star has fallen from the night sky
to light up my life.