I am there listening to your pain
Taking it in, falling asleep with it
Your eyes are rainy, without a waterfall
Give me the unrest ,
and walk tall
Blank is the paper, let me ink it, even though it is a
crumpled one
Let me write the poems you have waited for or the prose
forgone
It is not a gamble; you win even when you lose as nothing is
ever lost
Time and space have stories to tell but you listen to your
core
Sometimes love can’t be just three words
It surrounds you everywhere when I am there
