Thursday, May 18, 2017

A rendezvous with hope

Posted by Adele Hattingh at 3:20 AM
I met you on the outskirts of my dreams
You were content but ready to escape
The madness of the crowd haunting you 
The sadness of my heart seeking you
The insane
The mundane

The exchange was short
Two celestial souls, two fleeting hearts and two minds at play
Then you left
Like a coward 
You ran away

The anger subsided
I left too
But you travel still
In the majestic pool of my anticipation
And the weakening of my will


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