Poetry Blog by Rich (fear)
Trust
You. Empowered.
By me.
My faith.
My hope.
My answer.
To your tender question.
Your enquiry,
over a metter delicate.
Personal.
A subject I hold close.
A card I let none other see.
A card that hurts,
for as long as
I hold this hand.
So, to play.
Show this hand.
Exposes part of me that's easy to injure.
A part held dear.
With ...
Friday 19th May 2017 5:20 pm
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