Saturday, May 27, 2017


I looked at you.

And I saw.  Good.  Kind.  Warmth. 

A heart broken and wanting. 

A soul that is fragile. 

In this you create. 

Your mind whispers of genius.

You dare.  You leap.  This heart wavers. 

My heart weeps.

Each gesture telling.  Your truth real.  Honesty unmasked. 

With you I am light. 


From you I doubt. 

We can fly. 

A serenade.  This music. 

Your heart speaks.  You are art. 

What is your story?  

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