Run Away With Me- Michael Erickson

Go Dog Go Café

Wish to run away with me,

To where nothing matters at all.

At the end of the world will we find,

A bit of peace and serenity.

I long for dusty roads,

And sun baked wood.

I want to feel a dry heat upon my skin,

And rest beneath the cool hissing shade of a poplar tree.

Kiss me with sage and cinnamon upon your lips,

As we bath our feet in a quick running spring.

Watch as jackrabbits dance between brush,

While cattle low and horses peace.

Run away with me into a wide open sunset,

Beneath a dark ceiling of stars.

Run away with this wish,

To find out what matters.

Michael is a husband, father, writer, poet, and aspiring author. He finds time to scribble down his thoughts in the dead of night, between ghosts and night owls. If you’d like to read more of his poetry…

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