As I type this, each tic of the keys creates the words like morse code taping prayers into your frequencies. I feel a bit closer. I feel a bit louder. I feel a bit stronger.
S.O.S. lovely. I pray you make haste because I’m in this maze in this sinking ship. I got lost in my lonely heart that pumps out the salty, icy, water I’ve filled it with.
I don’t want to be undiscovered – a rusted relic with a riddle yet revealed because you were the key that unlocks me with the notes and frees my heart with the sound of “I love you.”
I pray to hold you, to kiss you, to know you, to love you, to be given a name for you my nameless.
I pray and hope by God’s grace that he’ll deliver my prayers so I’ll be delivered you
Until then, you keep safe. Until then, you stay strong. Until then, I’ll keep loving you.
I pray if I don’t find your life jacket, I pray should we never meet, that I’ll meet you beyond this surface. on the other side of the morning.
CQ CQ ME-UR1 I wait for you. Do you copy? CQ CQ ME-UR1 I'm waiting for you. Come Back?
Found one of my old poems and decided to rework it.