Thursday, December 6, 2012

For Johnnie

I can see you through my tears
So far in the distance
I can see you reaching out
With no one to take your hand

I can hear you through the noise
Just on the other side
I can hear your soul reaching out
With no one to claim it

Anxiety
Apprehension
Caution
Lockdown

What will be on your mind?
The girl, the witch, the boy?
I only know what's on mine
Much I don't have words to say

I can't reach for you
I can't see you
But you know, and I know
We will be there anyway.



Please be safe, my dear friend. I miss you and await your return.

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