Warm air like breath
On the back of my neck
Hope for
An old era's return
She enters
Hesitant and stricken
My powerful presence
To forever halt a crowd
Against the wall
Sunlight filters down
Her story unfolds
I halt her
Old era's words
I know her story
I lived her story
I saw the thread
Connecting the outcome
Of the rest of her
Life
I made the
Blood red marks
Hearts on paper
I claimed the thread
Was for them
I ensured he was
A lucky man
For he is
Another man
Never broken, never a dreamer
Unlike the one
Of this recollection.
YOU ARE READING
Threads Deep Within
PuisiMore poetry since the other one reached limit of parts! Book 1 is "Heartfelt Messages, or Something Like That". This is book 2. Thank you! 7/18/21-8/22/22
