The Night Travellers

The Night Travellers:

Open your eyes and look at me. No, I don’t think I will kiss you-although you need kissing badly.

 

The problem is, You should be kissed often and by someone who knows how.  

 

Every time the sunlight descends on the ocean, it sparkles that warm blue light in your eyes.

 

I would never need a map as long as the sun reflects your freckles as my compass.

 

Walking away from a dream I saw a shadow descending toward the boat.

 

Suddenly, I began to see beyond the clouds. It’s warm, blue, and calming like the ocean waves.

 

The feelings! The smells! Oh! It is magical!