the spongy flesh of a tender embrace
Shoulder to shoulder we stand;
by grace, no distance remains
as our smiling teeth sparkle against heavenly rays
Flesh and blood pepper the alleys;
highways and homes flood them like a sea~
splattered with the drumbeat of a thousand
souls that only wish to live and love
the way we did as a wayward youth
No strings attached, nor doors locked;
no transistors to dictate our thoughts
in a world holding its breath
as the culture's tide washes over them;
May we breathe the free air again
and realize, we are the same;
one flesh and blood, each
tainted with the struggles of life
Image by natureworks from Pixabay