Alien love

Come crashing down to Earth,
will you, for a day
enjoy the feel of cool clay beneath
let the green grass tickle a treat
this great breeze may as well float by
smoothing out the worries and frowns
and if I play a tune on the tambourine
or sing you a song of the salty seas
will you let go and swing
gay and happy upon the slippery warm sand
under the great canvas of emerging stars
stretching your touch and find me nervously waiting
and as the night floats by without a sound
but the few cries of gulls
will you tell me how much of life you lived
in that one day I brought you down to me,
will you speak of love
or fly on back out of reach
and be an alien once again.

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I'm a writer of stories I'd love to read. I dream of being a best-selling author one day, but don't we all? I'd also love to work as a scriptwriter in Hollywood. Dreams that seem impossible really, but I'm gutsy/dumb enough to try. l love all things paper and pen. Believe me, I collect them. I write novels, poems and scripts. I paint. I have two Kindle novels, In Strange Company, and Charming Mr. Stewart on Follow me and my progress on my blog,, on Twitter @evacharya, Facebook 'Author/Filmmaker- Eva Acharya', and sign up for my email.

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