I didn’t know what a Dizain is. Honestly. I just weave my words in and out of the old brain and write some gibberish and pass them off like a poem. I had to look this one up. Val, are you going to make my life difficult for me at this time in my life?? 🙂 🙂 Here is a feeble attempt, after reading a couple of poems by others.
Bonfire NPM #3
We talked the night out by the dying fire
embers flying about like small insects
we let our thoughts consume our passions.
Who else was there that night by the fireside?
I don’t remember, because I didn’t care!
I memorized your laughter and your eyes
as keepsakes in the labyrinth of my soul
leaning into the rhythm of your heart beats
trying to find my own destination.