Running out of empty

Filling up of time

Quieting confusion

Blurring of the line

Minding little spaces

Finding of the gap

Cannot live in cages

Existential trap

Seeking a manoeuvre

Elbowing for room

Solitary saviour

Solace in the gloom


My love

My love is like an empty place

With room for me to breathe

I’m never crowded in his space

For I’m allowed to leave

My love is like the winter air

When blooms first sense the spring

And in a life that was quite bare

Are flowers blossoming

My love is strong enough to be

A bond to keep me near

And yet I feel completely free

Just knowing he is here