Friday, December 25, 2009

I stand alone before an empty pit

Imagining a time still yet to come

An act of wonder sewn up bit by bit

I stand alone and hear the spirits hum

And then soft steps like cadence of a drum

The Rest behind me all in rapture breath

The time has come for ballads to be sung

I’m standing there again but it’s a dream

My goal today be loud and proper speak

Again I stand alone what will they think

I freeze to let my words form lasting beats

My partner comes across we touch and link

A bond of lasting love a cast binds fast

The night is done the story ends at last

by Traci