My heart opens to nowhere
as I look through brown glass
I hope to see you one last time
that maybe just maybe, my soul
will quit searching and peering through
a thousand eyes of poetry ...

I have lived life as it meant nothing
everyone was invisible as I prodded on.
Those were the days, hot summer nights
of meanings. There were the days before we
had our own place, small but affordable many
nightmares of love drifting away ...

Heaven calling loved ones, one at a time'
I close my eyes, what else can I do, but wait
and years have passed by, and now the oneness
and the loneliness that creeps in our way of life ...

Your chance, and the many feelings I have to
discern and disarm, trying to listen to reason,
not knowing what the times will bring
with keys in hand I open the door ...

Dear Oneness you cant have me anymore..*

Debbie Brooks 2014