The Man In BlackA Poem by Stacy Purvis
In my dreams, I see you there.
So close to me, as if to care. I’m in your arms, you hold me tight. I give you my heart without a fight… If you push, I know I’ll run. Just stand still and I will come. These passions inside, they’ll never die. I feel alive when we collide. 93 reasons to stay and fight, We’re all just ghosts rattling chains in the night. In the Darkness, an abstract fright. I lose myself when you’re out of sight. Are you caught in a moment you cannot sustain? Or suspended in motion within the Eye of the Hurricane? There’s beauty in the way teardrops begin to fall …and deep within a heart that understands it all. © 2017 Stacy Purvis |
StatsAuthorStacy PurvisColumbus, OHAboutAltruistic Enigmatic Polymath | Writer, Poet, Actress, Musician, EMT, CNA, Phlebotomist. I'm an Artist. I paint pictures of the verbal kind.☕️❤️ 333 more..Writing
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