If I drew a line from here to you
And the lust between us was real
Are you the image I wake up too
An image that won’t fade with time
The risk are high, the risk are true
Are you the one, can I be sure
Or just the one before the last
I leap without looking
No rope, no net, a slip, a fall
And hope that I am caught
A simple embrace in my search for comfort
Bodies tangled for moments extended
Love is a fickle beast, a monster of place and time
It waits for weakness in our hearts
A hurt to feel, a whole to share, a soul to shine
Light in an otherwise darkened space
An original composition by the author of Ends and Beginnings
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I am a frustrated writer and poet waiting to be discovered. A stand-up philosopher performing on a street corner near you. A Christian with questions but I don’t want to hear your answers. A Buddhist with a bumper sticker on my truck to prove it. A collector of quotes. A grower of lettuce. The Patron Saint of earthworms who name their children after me. A cyclist whose big ass strains the seams of his Lycra bibs. I am American by birth, Southern by the grace of God. My goal in life is to leave an imprint on the lives of the people I love not a footprint on the earth. I am a son, a husband, a father composed of 65%-Oxygen, 18%-Carbon, 10%-Hydrogen, 3%-Nitrogen, 3%-Diet Coke and 1%-Oreo.
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Heartfelt and passionate
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Thank you!
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This is wonderful!! I definitely relate…thank you!
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