February 11, 2013

  • Eyes peering around

                you're nowhere to be found
    Arms open wide
                still you stand your ground


    Take my hand, my love,

    and tranquilize my fears
    lest they begin to question
    a malfunctioning sense of direction
    of swimming toward an image
    to remedy this disconnection

    Hope is cradling something

    that Patience has always known
     A concept this heartbeat
    can no longer ignore:
    the meaning in my life deficient
     without the presence that I adore
    your fingers laced w/mine
    our hands entwined, forever more