Come sit with me.
Upon my hearts grave.
Behind the window pane
the sun rays in solitude.
Yet, my breath
lingers between us.
A freedom sampled.
Hardened by passion,
and the moist nights
of the outer waves.
Hello solitude
Come sit with me.
Upon my hearts grave.
Behind the window pane
the sun rays in solitude.
Yet, my breath
lingers between us.
A freedom sampled.
Hardened by passion,
and the moist nights
of the outer waves.
A Wandering Poet 