Don'T
Hold my hand on the edge
of uncertain certainty
Keep my hand strong in your grasp in
our blind drop
to the basement of
whose
heart?
Floating dreams in green oceans
cocoons leaking bald reality
Not today
Please
I don’t want to see
how you leave me
I can’t know
I cannot be
Copyright © Jill Martin | Year Posted 2006
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