August 2015

Come morning light a dream cherished
lips whispering
His touch lingered sweet desire
Her heart knows only one
Remember too
the gentle embrace

– Jeanette Serrat

Before the shore they became most safe
You smile scarlet red
Dare once, she’d say

– Jeanette Serrat

By the light of a cold winter moon
imagine a beautiful morning
like the birds who live there
for they see another spring

– Jeanette Serrat