Lulled by gentle, pulsing beat,
Away from gaudy, noisome life...
Your mind is a stack of all sorts of things
When you are asked you always have a ready answer...
Sandman, you neglect me
Leaving me awake & unsure...
We were siblings you and I
Brought up together...
Blind fold in place
Hearing aid on my bed side table...
Whisper words sub rosa to
my rapacious soul...
Sister is definitely an
Honorary title and she deserves this...
finding
A four leaf clover...
You spoke as though you held
the moon hostage between...
Take it...
Take an opportunity...
isn't it strange how one word
can be completely different...
She is everyone else's rock
but feels weak to the bone...