what flows through your veins, ice or fire
if I were the gambling sort
I’d bet on both, and then inquire
if I were less certain
that your erratic heart sings, wild
unmarkable rhythms, spark this inner child
if I were bold
if I were free
I would cast off chains, set sail
invite you to my sea
if I were to venture
being thought a fool, unguarded
words could take wing
to finish what I’ve started
if I were, yes,
if I were, the sneaky smile, the wink
indeed, I am
I think
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As we travel on the road our Lord has placed before us, it's nice to meet a friend along the way. Thank you for stopping to leave a few or many words, I'm always interested to read your thoughts.
blessings and love,
in His service,
in the fire,