*Shoulder view* Just a quick glance over my should… I can’t look too long at it. Here comes that sinking feeling in… The clutching galloping in my ches…

Your image printed On paper meant for words. Folding......unfolding Each creased square holding Your body together.

*Sheep waiting* He always was Her little boy blue. Sinking into the couch Huddled over the fire of

*My sacred heart* I hear your voice While I know you are so far, For a tiny moment, I am where you are.

*Impact* Feeling invisible, I take a deep breath, Puff out my chest And ego.

*Faith is jumping the pit in your… I want to believe Really. But, there is This little bastard