Comments about Adam Wade
A Dream, A Wish, A Truth
Charming, I call you.
You, who ride your brilliant steed through the wildernesses of my mind
That great blade shimmering as white diamonds as the moon catches it majesty
Slain are my demons- oh brave warrior how you undo those wicked thoughts
How simple you make these battles seem
A soft, hot kiss
Salt and truth I taste
In the deep… that is where I find sanctuary
Beneath the old oak trees where solidarity with nature and you are achieved
The ways of humankind have led me here
I am no longer one of them
I am forgotten ...