You have my heart which is similar to the moon’s grip on this night Dark branches reach high to embrace the sky waters bulge in the curve of an eye She slips from behind clouds & then slides out of sight The chapel on the corner stands secure stained glass glowing in moonlight An unseen violin plays in the dark I want to love you like its strings love to sing like Christ loves the church like those…
D.S. MartinFebruary 28, 2018