Monday, August 02, 2010

Patience and Trust

Time pulling me
away from you
oh that it were miles
bringing me
closer instead.

A slow turning fan
stirs a cool breeze
fluttering the sheet
caressing my skin
and I think of you.

Dark days
of blue and black
soul bruises
Memphis music
no turning back.

When the pain is too much
I pull inside
my little shell
where it is only me
and I am safe.

I am learning to trust
you pull me to your chest
your loving arms my shelter
a greater peace here
with two instead of one

is a virtue
just not
one of mine

patience and trust
patience and trust

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