To spend a day,
a day that’s real
without the need
where I can feel,
no want, no greed.
Without the greed
there will be time
to breathe the air
with scents of thyme,
and time to share.
With time to
share
I’ll hold your hand
we’ll touch the sky
and make a stand,
to love, then sigh.
To spend a day
to love and sigh
the only need,
just you and I,
no want, no greed.
© Julian Clarke 2019
