Wednesday, May 6, 2015

This Empty Hand

Take this empty hand,
Once filled with flowers
Of passionate love,
And carry me
Beyond the fence
Dividing my mind
And heart.
I need your hard
These tears I cry
Revealing the expense
Of letting go 
Of my defenses
Only serve to show 
I cannot remain in this world
In the sensitive realms of
A dreamed of tranquility,
I see the serendipity
Of a saved future
Where I finally
Can lie comforted
And protected 
By your love.

~CWylde ©

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