When words would rather escape me

I cannot breathe, I just wish to be free.

Paint a vibrant canvas with pleasure

that moment when a heart is a picture.


If I could stay in that quiet respite

would then fear were my outfit.

To swell itself around my state of mind,

to always catch me, where love unwind.


I held her in my arms one winter day

I knew in that breath this was a way

to give back, to feel her soft gasp

listening I could within my grasp.


I wanted only to hold her pain,

the words alone wouldn’t explain.

© aquietwalk 4/2022

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