Anger rising like mercury and
all the other person says is, “Sorry.”
You laid down and gave them everything.
And cursed your name just to hear them speak.
But no longer now…do you have to bow down.
Your destiny was written in my stars.
And you can see and finally be happy.
And safe in these arms.
Lay flat out on your back.
Watch the clouds play a film on your past.
Admire pastels of blues and these different hues for your eyes.
Marvel at change and make eye contact with the sky.
Graphic Novelist JCS