The moon was smiling tonight
Just the way he loved it
I wanted to touch his numbers
To find out if he caught it.
But
If he heard my voice,
Deeper he would fall.
I don’t have the strength;
nor the courage to pull him out.
I too have fallen in my world.
My hands imprinted on my back.
Displaced myself to an unfamiliar set
Accused of invading this happy home
My unwanted presence obvious to let me know
Feeling homesick from the place I called my home
Honored presence, with no shame they welcome me hello.
Remembering the sunset, and how I felt at ease.
I heard hope in your voice
With faith for us to restore as one
My inability drowns me with guilt.
© Elizabeth Dominguez
Just the way he loved it
I wanted to touch his numbers
To find out if he caught it.
But
If he heard my voice,
Deeper he would fall.
I don’t have the strength;
nor the courage to pull him out.
I too have fallen in my world.
My hands imprinted on my back.
Displaced myself to an unfamiliar set
Accused of invading this happy home
My unwanted presence obvious to let me know
Feeling homesick from the place I called my home
Honored presence, with no shame they welcome me hello.
Remembering the sunset, and how I felt at ease.
I heard hope in your voice
With faith for us to restore as one
My inability drowns me with guilt.
© Elizabeth Dominguez
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