i wrote this poem. it’s kind of nice, i’m surprised it came out of me.

painful in it’s depth of feeling
hearts embrace in devil’s dealing

hurting healing, flinching turning
waiting longer, burning stronger

start my calling days of new
hidden deep in skylit blue

whisper names in hopes of knowing
until appears an angel glowing

a smile will capture heart and mind
and fortify the ties that bind

farther flung in all it’s glory
love begins another story

sleepy time so i can go vote for Ron Paul later this morning. hope i’m not too exhausted to go.