Never Let You Go

Impressed, Imprinted, Carved

Etched into the depth of my soul

The words you spoke, when you held me close;

‘I’ll never let you go.’

 

I rave and I rant

Sometimes I shrug off your hand

As it stills me, steadies me,

Keeps me from tipping, falling

 

Over the edge,

Into the abyss that waits beneath me

You catch me, rein me in

My anchor, the ground fused to the soles my feet

 

Never shifting, never shaken

True to death, to the words that escaped your lips

The words you spoke, when you held me close;

‘I’ll never let you go.’

 

© Waila Caan

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2 comments

  1. please o some of us come here to read funny stories so please FOcUS!!!! and DELIVER, none of these mushy poetry things ok……

    It was rally nice btw, would just rather funny stories….and remember, THE CUSTOMER IS ALWAYS RIGHT!! muhahahahaha

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