Horizons are mirages

we walked.. truddled along together to that point
where the winds hold their breath
and skies bend down to your shoulders
The moon peers closely... and the trees caress your hair

The sands are wet from the careless waves..
the long journey draws to a close..
happiness is a breath away!
bated breaths and we are there!!!

much like all desires..the elements demonstrate
how goals are journeys ...actually..
and tears are actually detergents!