I can hear your voice
As it serenades a thread
To a tune of a sky
That is falling
I can see your eyes
As they close in the dark
Near the sound of a cry
That is calling
Grant me the space
To know the song well
Before I forget how to dance
And give me the grace
To know who to tell
Before I surrender to chance
I can feel as your hands
Try to trace all the mist
Of a lingering rain
That is drifting
I can walk as your steps
Form a waltz to a drum
Near a storm of the heart
That is lifting
Grant me the will
To know when to stay
After I jump in the stream
And give me the thrill
To just fly away
After I fade from the dream











hello dearest Brandon what a beautiful soul you have this is lovely ❤️
Thank you Crimsin. Always nice to see you pop up.
Beautifully penned, Brandon. Another excellent write full of layers my friend. Amazing read as always. Appreciate you.
Damian
Thank you Damian!