Untitled Iii

Listening to you I feel hope in something I feel faith transcending I look forward to that day when you leave me All I have is a memory You will be gone My burned pocket will heal I will actually feel a coin You will no longer be an... issue I think I need some tissue As I wipe the tears from your eyes Comforting you with the tenderness of a cactus I look at you tenderly with Eyes of relief...you're not an issue I will wait for you to leave I know it will be a while but my heart is expecting and my lungs will Breathe...aaaaahhhhh!!!! Fresh Air....crisp like new paper.....