Fortress of Solitude

the seed was planted, but did not grow, within our hearts, within our souls for there was not provide the things that must be, the time and the sharing, between you and me the sunshine, the rainfall, the weather and wind, the soil which upon grows the friendship of friends the time and sharing, no start and no end, to not even start, is no way to begin with opened arms my hand I did reach outward to you, over this breach but I've learned over time this much I do know, you can't take hold, without letting go of your fortress of solitude on which you've grown to depend. Written October 18th, 2000 © on Oct 15 2001 05:01 AM PST   0 • 10