Tears and Fears
Here I am withA handfull of tears
Squeezed from my world-sick soul;
Here I am with
A heartfull of fear
Trembling from self-inflicted doubt;
There you are with
Gentle kisses forged
Deep in the hot summer sky
Shimmering salvation beacons
In endless inky blackness;
They dry my fears
And shatter my tears
And bathe me in
honeyed hope.
posted by Michael | 5:42 PM

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