Here It Is

June 23, 2015
7:18 pm

Here it is
Bursting at the seems
A crack of sunlight
Peering through
The cloudy fog
In the breeze
I can hear the screaming
In the distant dream
Touch me
Hold me
As I play my harp strings
Whispers in the trees
Make me believe
Love's waiting
For me
Here it is
Exploding like a volcano
Burning a pathway
Across my bohemian mind
Here it is
Piercing my thirsty vessels
Pleading to be fed
Sending smoke signals
Under the blanketed mask
I wear around jaded emotions
Right here
I stand waiting
To unveil
My naked weakness
For my true love

You

Here it is

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker