Monday, April 25, 2011



My eyes are trained – very well
They can only see hopefulness
My ears are well tuned
Only to hear your voice

The voice of my dream
The sight of your presence
Spilled off-of my heart’s chasm

It is Godsend, redemption is my flare
Invigorating by love immortal…
March I go, conquer I dare
If sealed by acceptance and being loved ‘again’
I’ve got no time to waste
No moment to spare!

Come dare with me!
Pazion - 2011