Ransom

April 20, 2018
9:09 am

Ransom

Unaware of possibilities
waiting beyond my decision
sliding with ease through my
unaware dreams
Blossoming before spring flowers
unaware the clouds had me suspended
until I sparkled with the stars
I was unaware of your magic
your strength pulling me
closer
unaware gravity had my soul
leaping beneath the sunrise
unleashing my desire to be
molded, stretched and torn
from what horror held me helpless
if I let go
unaware my sun would never rest
the breeze could caress my anxiety
And unaware
I become brand new
with you

Deborah R Shaw
The Silent Stalker