Hold You

a poem by thenorm

How is it that
This came
To pass?

How could I
Have closed
My Heart,
My Soul?

It is a dream I have.

To look for the light,
The Morning Sun
And leave behind
The darkness,
The crowds,
The emptiness.
The Loneliness.

I hold you
With my mind's eye.
I see you so clearly
It's frightening.

But I hold you.
Still, I hold you.