Of Glass Dividing Souls

alone in cold dark metal very little air to breathe frozen in a place and time days are lost in anticipation waiting again and again and then it happens to my surprise your fingers touch the chain delicate links that bound our hearts I am now held in your hand your thumb outlines our locket the locket tucked inside a box pink tissue paper blankets me pictures behind glass dividing our souls you touch your lips with a kiss then caress my face with your finger After Midnight with Rex and Pam may read Of Glass Dividing Souls on their show on 12/9/19 - 12/10/19 Sharon - SLR8313 © 3 years ago, Sharon