I wonder if you know,
Deep within my heart of hearts.
There a thought echoes,
Surrounded by the loneliness of my existence.
The other day you looked at me with your smile,
I blushed at your attention.
And the thought in me vibrated,
But I closed fingers of fear round it.
A thought it will always be.
Michael is a husband, father, writer, poet, and aspiring author. He finds time to scribble down his thoughts in the dead of night, between ghosts and night owls. If you’d like to read more of his poetry follow the link here. Or to visit his full blog, ‘The Ink Owl’ click here.