Rod Kok
May 8, 2019
It used to be easy
to believe, to trust,
to dance with sunbeams
as they radiated enthusiasm
through the window
to my soul.
But somewhere
on this forked road,
light stopped penetrating,
casting shadows which bled
into darkness.
I am overcome
by a mist, a cold embrace
drawing me down
to its passionless depths.
I am cold and shivering.
I feel naked and alone.
I am scared.
I need your heat,
your love, your caress.
I need life.
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