Wrapping arms and legs around each other,
letting the physical sensations flow between
the sheets and the two of you.
Your pulse quickens to match the rhythmic motions.
...
I am at the corner
waiting for the light to change,
waiting for you,
I am waiting for you.
...
You are leaving,
releasing me from a future
with no beginning and no end,
and even less in the middle.
...
Grass roots,
where it all starts,
when everyday men speak,
the ideas can lead to change,
...
And the sun rises above the horizon,
lighting remains of a battle waged in the night
between adversaries who share the same nation;
caught in a civil war that has torn apart their homes.
...
Options.
He has a choice,
Will he make the right one?
He is afraid of choosing wrong.
...