Strike out
Against the ground that holds
Us, together we can walk
the Line.
Stay firm-
Your hand held tight within
Mine, nothing can stop us; not
even Time
You float,
I beam.
You are still,
I rotate.
You fly solo,
I gravitate
Towards your crushing embrace.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry, the Stars; and whatever Space lies between
PoetryPoetry from my teens. Rather edgy, slightly disjointed, questionably articulated.... Not unlike my life.
