I can hold you In my arms And tell you All the lies You’ve been longing To hear And mean Every word I say Because
Tag: fiction
Common Ground
If you could see What I see In those moments when You’re most vulnerable You might recognize Through the haze Of your sadness There is
Hand of a Stranger
I may smile at you But it stops there I don’t have much To give you Some words Nothing much at all There are spaces
That Day
She once whispered to me Of things which truly matter Only once will I say this She told me It is then up to you
Eyes Meet
Our eyes meet Through a cool Dark air Within a pause Of forgotten Something And somewhere And sometime With someone Forever removed In the last
Forsaken Flames
A free verse echo Wrapped in tinder Awaiting the flame Of a lucid dream Walls padded Crippling overtones Now cascade To canyon walls As the
