Sunday, July 9, 2017

Enough
















for the first time,
I am in the place
where I want to be;
inside her love;
it fills me completely,
this insatiable thirst
driving me from the beginning,
finally satisfied;
moments from the past,
flash by in the night,
but they no longer touch me,
no longer decide
where it is
this road leads;
in the morning,
the truth comes crashing back in,
like some giant ocean wave,
washing everything out to sea,
leaving the beach
fresh and clean,
stripped to the bone,
ready for a new day,
as I reach for her hand,
feeling her smile
upon my tired and worn soul,
and I know,
it is enough.
.

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