Dire

i am dire and lonely 

Thinking of me only,

But when I turn to you

My heart lifts.

Let us spend a minute in conversation

Sharing life’s stories 

Of misery and if triumph

Of loves and of loss

And hug.

Your heart warms mine

And for a while the veil lifts

To make room for the divine.

Now we move on

Looking wistfully behind

And hopefully ahead

Trodding  the well worn path

Alone again

-Small town boy 

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