He converses with me in his converse sneakers
And pulls me in with a silence that holds me up in his arms.
The sharp edges of his body match his intensity
And beat into me to bring my heart back to life again
From its long sleep.
He converses with me in his converse sneakers
And pulls me in with a silence that holds me up in his arms.
The sharp edges of his body match his intensity
And beat into me to bring my heart back to life again
From its long sleep.
A Poet's Pen 