WHO do I talk to??
I don’t want fri(end)ships.
I want soul to soul connectivity.
I talk to myself...on paper though (poems).
It’s not enough.
I don’t have all of the answers...my spirit is hungry for more.
I long for a soul to fly with me, between the lines of poetry.
A language most don’t experience in a lifetime.
The ones that roam around me are shackled still…..