I’ve got a cruel friend

He won’t leave me alone

He pushes me

Between a rock and a stone

The gritty powder

Between my teeth

Soon I’ll forget

All that’s ugly beneath

    Oh love

    I think you know

I can’t help myself

I was born to worry

That blur- my destiny

It’s in such a hurry

I’m looking through

A hole in this cloud

And, what I can’t change

Is shouting-- so loud

    Oh love

    I think you know

When you were as close

As close as you could be

It was so complicated

Just to be me

So many things

My heart couldn’t say

My aches and sorrows

They got in the way

My shadow grew

While yours was the same

I was breathless and weary

When the morning came

    Oh love

    I think you know

---- March 2009 © John R. Durant