Portrait

A snapshot of embrace

A torn look, on his face

Thick Skinned, Survivor

The sweetest, I’ve ever

How far you’ve come

Can’t feel fast enough

A perfect portrait and form

A memory to gaze upon

For years in, the curves of

a river, that we walk

Another, reminder

A page for each other

How far you’ve come

Can’t feel fast enough

A perfect portrait and form

A memory to gaze upon

And it slowly comes back in summer

This enraptured feeling of another

And a heart made of stone, grows soft

And a pale bird sings, it’s final note