A Breath of Thought
I had dreams naught last slumber
rising late to meet this day
Laying claim to many in number
though few were mine anyway.
Work is mine infrequent as I try to survive
my soul-mate distant, fears our love
And my heart fearing hers takes a dive
I rant and I rave asking more of God above
Just a moment to breath
and expell thoughts from inside
Will offer a bit needed
as I've nothing to hide
With our trueness open
and our honour of each
We will be equal and
master all that we seek
Copyright ©2007
Rene' W. Brignone
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