Somebody once said you could be in love with anyone
so choose the thread carefully for the linen homespun.
Some are shy and in the dark hours of affliction,
plight drowns them in fears and silent friction.
Standstill! A moment in time and wait for the clouds
for it will be worthwhile to drift over tree boughs.
See him there, the man with ears all pronged?
Sitting on a throne of crates where he so belonged.
Mysterious and witty, he is no ordinary man,
does he suspect I may be his hold-in-awe fan?
I often wondered if I crossed his mind
as I avoided saying hello for fear of being declined.
Show me a sign when the world falls apart
and a new journey of awareness can start.
Anjelikka 2018
*This was for a friend in Second Life, who moved on long ago to find his new journey. We had many laughs and I miss that friendship, but nothing lasts forever I suppose. Memories do!!!
