My Flow...Without You

by Dwayne O. Foster

How can I bring you to understand?
I am a desert without sand,
  a canyon that could never be grand
My flow without you
       is a river with no water,
       moisture without wetness,
       a blessed being without
          God in mind
This time is death, too me...
Caressing a broken cavity...
                    stealing my mind,
          and my heart is uneasy
Can you truly not see
        the distance in my eyes,
        my middle, queasy and dry?
The sun-rise is dim,
       for, the clouds hide its rays
My grave is my broken heart
Can I be saved
        from this dead angel's harp?
     sharp in its notes
Hope no longer floats,
           soaked in this meaningless abyss,
           drowning, as this sea consumes...
My flow is no more
       without the seeing of you

My Flow...Without You by Dwayne O. Foster

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