A letter for my love
floats with a wave
tied to a deep blue sea
the ink still wet
from my last regret
as I lay drunk
with endless time
a bottle of elders wine
now plays the vessel
of my last request
something like
wishing you the best
upon the horizon
where the sea meets the sky
I see my wish
swimming with the fish
but the dream it stays afloat
in a message sublime
sailing high
and drifting dry
unbound by time
BeLove © 2017

Monsters Of Folk / “Ahead Of The Curve”



My roots are buried in the Dirty South. I grew up learning the importance of God and Southern Charm. I began writing in my late teens mostly through heartbreak and music. I moved out west 15 years ago and live right around the corner from the Fountain Of Youth. Most people refer to it as Lake Tahoe. I play Chef during the day and search for ways to save the world by night, through reading, writing, and believing. I enjoy the side of life that is less abrasive. I look forward to joining you on my quest through Spiritual Sobriety with the Promised Land as our ultimate destination.

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