Souled

Souled

Weary is the eyes

Body heavy with the day of others gripes

Deep is the fire of a restless urge

Centered near a beating heart

How can this happen?

This a call for something more

To really touch another this way

The shame of a visual world

Hides others and insecure the one

A shadow to twirl

A dream to walk through the thin of skin

Some say instinct

Few say it’s the life roller coaster

Sits and wishes this will be the right journey

One may never come

Junk we learn gives us the ignorance to miss this

Freedom the cliché of dreamers

Material gets the feminine

With coded nicely security

Spirited rail to the destination

Yes the true comedy laugh with much sadness

Souled