Stairway To Heaven – Vincent Edward Manda

I like the way you walk up that flight of ancient stairs
And the way I have to fight to stop my stare.

I like the way you stop at the top
Tilting your head back while you wait for your hair to drop.

I like the way in silence, your eyes speak
Taking me to the very tops of Everest’s peak.

And need I mention your voice,
Oh if I had but one choice…

Your actions make me ache for ale
Sometimes I think, my heart’s about to fail.

Watching your elegant bare feet
As we try to cross the creek
Is exhilarating, to say the least.

I watched in awe as you
Stepped on a piece of wood and made it creak

Adding to the beautiful melody nature sings
While the splinters cut into your beautiful feet.

Your blood mixing with water
Making me almost falter

Staining the wood
And washing away

Dispersing among stones
In the clear flow

As I catch you
Before you fall.

Your scent
Sent my mind away

And your kiss made me want to stay
By that bloody creek

Clear in the summer’s bright heat.


his name rhymes with ‘mince’. He’s rarely without a notebook and can usually be found next to the closest bottle of red wine. Previously a writer for The Roehampton Lane Journal.

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