January 13, 2011


© CNirvana
model: elizabeth- GOR, VIC 2011

driving along the great ocean road
where the earth meets the sand
in the distance the world evaporates 
swallowed by the seemingly endless fog

blending earth to air
in the middle they meet, and then disappear
he takes the wheel and let's me steer 
as we wind around the twisted road to the end of nowhere 

his waiting keeps waited 
as we wander the roadways in search of the perfect shot
sprinkled with fairy dust and twinkled with mystery
hidden behind the last curve 

is what we've been searching for 

1 comment:

  1. Good stuff!!!

    "the last curve" of your poem
    I wait for the next one :)