I Am Youth

Warm to touch,
like a kittens soft fur kiss.
Days in pink, like this
sunset shining in the evening bliss.

The brook flows,
talking of truth and hopes
walking away, flying from the old day
in peace and limnetic transparency
to a sundead sea.

I am youth
and grow younger each day.
My memories lost can be seen far away.

I am youth
and with my fire I take this,
and feel in calmness the power and bliss,
warm to touch,
like a kittens soft fur kiss.

© Mark Sheeky. Permission is required for reproduction.