forty two years
slipped away
somewhere.
caught up,
ensnared,
trapped
bound &
mute …
through pathways strewn with dreams,
yours.
mine.
feelings littering the boulevards
we’ve walked,
emotions,
transplanted
lost,
in a maze of sentiment …
… so just hold me close to you tonight,
i don’t know where i’m going to be tomorrow,
the only thing i know is that with you,
tomorrow can pile on the sorrow …
… ’cause with your hand in mine,
we will walk together.
into our sunset.
yours
&
mine …
peace | love | uBuntu
