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

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

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

*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…

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

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