I’m a breath away
Word friction a sometimes wound
My palms empty
Eyes somewhat bloodshot
Tired
Trust me
Tonight on 6th Avenue
Breeze of a beautiful night
Struck my face
With the poise of a first kiss
Memorable
Unforgettable
I sought to collect
My thoughts
To gather them
In my arms
I came home
With plenty
No fiction allowed
Just a passion for the declared
There now for all to see
Like a ray
Cast from a full moon
A path to finally
Words behind the verse: trust, friction, wound and ray
Written and posted: June 15, 2010