Song of 14 – Alone

Bristling clouds

Breezing waves away

Then a northern star

Forces horse engage

Time and time again

Bracing for another love

Flying under wings of doves

Steps become clear

As peace enjoys a centerfold

Flattering delays

As space becomes apparent noise

Nonchalant decides personality flaws

Wild harbor love

Increases clever tongues

Classic vines grow grapes

In vineyards miles away

Swaying arms around

Trying to fill a void

Water falls so high

Echoing sounds

My heart heard

Either way it goes

You said

It isn’t good for man to be alone