The reality of love and pain; loving touch could be deceiving and sorrowful.
Through and Through

Through and Through
Those words came into
Through and Through
Those eyes I wanted to meet
Through and Through
We move along and fleet
Through and Through
Those words spoken of
Through and Through
Warmth of our hearts speaks
Through and Through
Our hands hold and assert
Through and Through
Our lips touch and desert
Through and Through
My heaven’s weep
Into the night of cliff
Stairway of anguish
Gripping into the sorrow
Nighthawk of Tomorrow
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