4 stanzas from bygone days

faith, in troubled times


my flower, my friend
my ray of giddy sunshine in this place i call imperfection
you give me hope like a serum
like a shot of love to inoculate my world weary soul
you give me beer bongs of hope

my song, my lover
my breath of joyful air in this moment of truth and consequences
you inflate me like an airbag
like a jolt of oxygen to pump up my medulla obligated
you give my life animation

my companion, my poem
my funny little rock 'n' roller fronting our funky quartet
you guide me like a star
like a bic lighter of trust illuminating my night skies
i believe in you

my sparrow, my baby
you are the last sound my ears will ever hear
you are the most recent thing i ever needed
you let me give when i have nothing to offer
my heart is your heart is my heart


http://michaeljjames.blogspot.com/2009/03/faith-in-troubled-times.html