Hope – 2/24

I found hope in a heartbeat

It hid from me for the longest time,

Just as a watched pot never boils,

is sought hope ever found?

I left it behind, declaring myself-by name,  hopeless

Until a sleepy night where the moon intoxicated me- I shut my eyes, my head on her chest,

Her eager loving heart pumping beneath me

and by morning, my head throbbed with the newness

The surprise

Of the hope that welled as water in the dry places of my aching body


@ angel rosen

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