July 1, 2018Poem
There really is no place like home.
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There really is no place like home.
I am truly grateful for the family and love I have.
I am so tired tonight I must rest now.
Dance with fire
In your eyes
Hold tight
It will be a long time
Before the dawn
Of recognition
Dulls the memory
Of passion
It flares momentarily
With every breath
Borrowed from
The ruin of yesterday
Every time the Earth turns
The cycle of remembrance
Is returned
To the beginning
Fingers interlocked
Betray tension
Hands clasped in love
Give a different message
A language
With little need of words
It is upon such small things
Emotions founder
It is the tingle
Of touch
I miss so much.