Hand In Hand

We negotiate the destination. Hand in hand
on our journey.

I see past the bounds of my knowledge as the
blind man taps the curb.

In this war of words, I'm engaged!

Contend with me, let's risk our trust.

I may at times make you cry, but I will
always love you. 















Published by Smith Shine Poetry

I am my poetry, my poetry is me. I pray what I believe. I believe what I pray.

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