You have the answers To the questions I dare not ask Destiny – mark, then make Give your gifts and take Let me drown in your wake And become…

Late Night

I want a late night talk A moonlit walk To watch the warmth of your breath In the cold air I want a star lit night To be held tight For a semblance that Someone cares Let me be your rock Or a kitchen smock The laughter missing from your joke Open the door Become … Continue reading Late Night


Cosmic hand Thread the strand Weave me in your tapestry Silver linings Golden ties Sew me back together again


You tied a knot In my throat I cut the cord But the rope Hangs


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