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Groping
prey tell this one listening ear that which might none other hear, a work or thoughts laid bare for only me all to clear, the words of mind spoken in vain of those so dear.
That if in that moment of time we transcend and climb fare below all that once was
And with eyes wide and seeing more, move beyond gods very door.
Then as time passes and all is still, as wind blows and howls near,
That none should touch our union, as passions grow clear.
With racing heart the rhythm of wills beg that never should they part,
Dancing for night that day should stay and wounded needs have their way.
In moonlight bathed all round sing, as angels shade the world that fades
And groping hands that fear search for something near to tare to tears.
