Solitude can be shared if
you march to the same drum.
Respecting each other
giving your souls room.
Space, time in union
swinging like a pendulum
you can't break free
less time stands still.
Like ripple in the pond
circling on it's own
we are joined in
sweet solitude; only if
we hear the same song.
I am loney by choice
rich with words
imagery, wisdom
I share only if I read
but in my world I hear
few that listen...
Alone I stand in bliss: only if
dancing to the beat of
the music inside my head...
engraved upon this heart....poetry!




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