A couple of lonelies..

Two lost souls left languished in the timelessness of time..stuck in a rut betwixt no reason of rhyme..passing by each other within wings of flight..amidst a hazy horizon..both are ships in the night..

Wantonlessly wandering to seek their way..looking so down trodden in dreary dismay..but then they espy one another sat on the lonely shelf..each see themselves in one another’s self..so they stop and stare and start to talk whilst it feels so good just to take a walk..and they stroll on the sand with the sea as their sound.. hand in hand is this love that they have found ?..

Now this couple of lonelies are not alone any more as they caress and kiss on the edge of the shore..as the ambience of the ocean is but  a subtle breeze.. blowing between the motion of a whispering wheeze.. so these two souls have sought sensation from a fight of fraughtness and sheer frustration..as they hold one another there is something that they both know.. now that they have found each other..they will never let go...