Poetry

The bold in rehearse, the light bulb I see

Complete...

Me?

No, you won’t.

Challenge is time given into steps

Taking a breath

Fighting in depth

What then?

Never.

Smiling, dancing, music is played

Circles of laughter then make way

The bonding touch

The binding pen

And so I write...

On your heart

Can you see me? We’re too apart.

But I’m here...

And it never ends