She sleeps and I ponder.
A vast grave of emotions, we wonder.
Individually lost, insuperable together.
Heavy hearts, floating like a doves feather.
We do not run yet,
But we can crawl together.
For life has cursed us with knees and elbows as tough as the night is dark.
Knees and elbows as rough as bark.
We met in the midst of out woes.
In this valley at its most low.
Life left us for dead, in separate alleys.
Only time would let out alleys intersect a few blocks down the road.
Together we will kneel, then stand.
Together our hearts will beat, out lungs will breath.
Together we will step into our promise land.
We will overcome this deficit in the comprehension of love.
Jan 28, 2017
Jan 28, 2017 at 4:11 PM UTC
She sleeps and I ponder.
A vast grave of emotions, we wonder.
Individually lost, insuperable together.
Heavy hearts, floating like a doves feather.
We do not run yet,
But we can crawl together.
For life has cursed us with knees and elbows as tough as the night is dark.
Knees and elbows as rough as bark.
We met in the midst of out woes.
In this valley at its most low.
Life left us for dead, in separate alleys.
Only time would let out alleys intersect a few blocks down the road.
Together we will kneel, then stand.
Together our hearts will beat, out lungs will breath.
Together we will step into our promise land.
We will overcome this deficit in the comprehension of love.