Me And You Poem by Charles Murage
Me And You
breathes me and you,
souls telepathic missing,
once we were two as one,
two match stick in one matchbox
now back face back,
me by myself, you by yourself
we both locked in a separate
unwalled, unguarded prison of thoughts.
hope as phoenix bird,
love will grow for
' in our own despair against our will comes wisdom
through awful grace of God'.
Friday, November 4, 2022
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