A Poet Never Sleeps

One day you will be faced with the impossible. When you become afraid, become inspired.

02 February 2014

Timid To Tip the Scale

How my hand has missed yours

I found myself craving your embrace

To have your smile aimed at me


I took a nervous leap

And you stepped up to catch me with open arms

Relief and joy washes over me


Although tomorrow is not certain

The future seems bright

Strong and re-growing


I don’t’ wish to see eager

Yet my heart soars

I sit in demure silence

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