Expectations
By Will Rodina

I reach for her through the smoky blue haze that surrounds my heart. 
She astonishes me by grasping my trembling hand 
And allowing herself to be led in. 
With a word, with a touch, 
My song, my life is brought into focus. 
A shining golden aura envelops my heart. 
"Welcome to my world." 
Get comfortable. 
Stay a while.



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