Wounded

Wounded

Answers

Night creeps quiet around my ears
Wrapped silken dreams to calm the fears
Hope wades rivers in a darkened soul
Where your absence leaves an gaping hole.

No answers come, bidden by my love
No answers from life’s lethal briar forest.
Solutions evade every aspect of my hope
Leaving my heart feeling the lesser of the poorest…

One day fate opens out her lovely palm
Barely tempered passion creates a surreal calm
Seals the deal from love-clutched hands in kind
To delicate kisses and bodies intertwined

Answers arrive, bidden by my love
Answers spring from life’s lethal briar forest
Hope deserves hope in every aspect that arises
Leaving love’s touch the purest and the surest.

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