Jan 2020
i see the bright light
through my closed eyes.
the warmth of
heaven
fills me.
when i open my eyes,
though,
you are here,
in front of me,
and i am alone
in darkness.
through my closed eyes.
the warmth of
heaven
fills me.
when i open my eyes,
though,
you are here,
in front of me,
and i am alone
in darkness.
i feel i always think of lines of poetry in inappropriate moments
