*Faith is jumping the pit in your… I want to believe Really. But, there is This little bastard

*Shoulder view* Just a quick glance over my should… I can’t look too long at it. Here comes that sinking feeling in… The clutching galloping in my ches…

*Impact* Feeling invisible, I take a deep breath, Puff out my chest And ego.

*My sacred heart* I hear your voice While I know you are so far, For a tiny moment, I am where you are.

*Sheep waiting* He always was Her little boy blue. Sinking into the couch Huddled over the fire of

Your image printed On paper meant for words. Folding......unfolding Each creased square holding Your body together.