Language Shared

Born to the same words as you,

the feelings were my own

Language shared, intention spared,

a vision fully grown

Our words converse, beyond my verse,

your prose unto my rhyme

To search that darkest hidden place,

each footstep out of time

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)

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