“The bravest are the most tender; the loving are the daring.” - Bayard Taylor

A HOPE FOR A HOME

 

Your eyes sing a melody

and my heart strums along

your tender touch melts me

In your arms

I've found my home.

 

 

OCEAN-MOON

 

I am the undulating ocean

And you are the moon.

I will never reach you,

Yet I try.

 

 

PRISM

 

I feel you are a prism,

And before you,

My light breaks into color.

Pieces of me visible.

I thought I had "me" hidden,

But you see.