Hope Poem by Chris Townsend

A crawling obscene, as a person stood
Against the world,
Always will be as always was
Another destiny to be hurled,

Face into the east as the wretched wind
Blows against my face,
No tears, no feelings how can I be as I am,
One more natural disgrace,

So tell me how lucky I am to be here with you,
I am sure of this moment in solitary kiss,
So let your heart fly a million cloudless skies,
Put this message close to your heart remind yourself of this,

Touch me my soul barren place,
A quiet lapse a shade of light grey,
So I may not have all the words,
All the things my heart wishes to say,

Place your hand in mine
Be as you can tenderly,
Then place your heart in my mind
Be one with me…