True, It's True,
You are what you are, you are not what people perceive you to be.
I know you, i know you, i know you inside and out, and i know how neglected your soul can be; at times, and time doesn't help, neither does the sex, neither does it help to drown yourself.
Your depth is like a lake, frozen by winter, my heart warms when i think of winter, and i can see the love hearts on the ice, love lost, dreams gone, but you will love again, and dream again, of that i am sure.
The lake scene, serene, beauty creeping over you.
Like sunset or sunrise.
This is to you whom I love.
KG
1 comment:
This is lovely and moving and pofound and healing. Thank you for your voice. I love the images you provide with your words. I enjoy hearing the poet in you.
Peterson
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