Enjoying one another’s abundance,
A world of our own –
Away from the sights,
As the world watched on.
Month / December 2018
Joy
Come,
Breathe with me
Breathe through the daze,
Our collective breaths
Breathe through the sorrows,
Breathe through it all
Come, breathe with me;
And breathe it in all, we shall.
Senses
What have we,
but each other,
to get on
to get by.
A Sight into My Psyche 