HandsHold

Sunlight

Filters

Through

Henna

Amber

Hair

As it

Peeks

Through

Wooden

Slats

Sitting

Next to

Me

Sunlight

Sprinkles

Highlights

As

Hands

Hold

Sated

What’s

To

Wish

For

When

Wishes

Come

True

Things

Are

Better

Imagined

Than

Real

Truth

Implies

Sated

Ideas

YouSay

Morning

Blue

Sky

Dabbed

By

Rouged

Clouds

That

Hang

There

Scraping

Silently

I turn

Seeing

You

Watching

Me

Watching

Them

We’re

Both

Spying

Heaven

You

Say

TrueNorth (to John)

You’re

My

Direction

My

North

Star

That

Place

I

Turn

When

Lost

A

Place

To

Pin

Hopes

On

My

True

North

SurrenderYou

In

Surrender

There

Is

Freedom

In

Freedom

There

Is

Choice

In

Choice

There

Is

Option

In

Option

There

Is

You

In

You

There

Is

Surrender