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.