Love Potion-Vol #3
her Love covers me, no, not a tent nor shelter, but a cloud of gray, somber-like vibe.
it once kept harm out, over-watching, protecting me from the elements;
hello? AM I alive?!
delusional, I stand under the vastness of her sprawling limbs,
her branches span wide, mahogany, trunk stout, her bark is rough, controlling me like a nightmare;
i sleep, i dream; inescapable…running, but nowhere to hide, no cover to find.
no strength, no breath, i think I’m alive.
stranded on an endless highway calledd Love, my life suspended above me, hovering, but not covering me;
my own damn Life…now anger’s rays push through the clouds, singeing my pores, my heart’s frayed,
it’s what I deserve? NO. feels like I’m alive…yes, now i know I AM, because i have lived.
20 bradfordspoke 09
Soulcial-isms: From the Mind of Bradford 