If I leave …

I love you to the moon and back, he says. I make no promises. I really need you to be in my life. But My darling, if we never work You must never cry You must not cry for me If I ever leave Smile and hope for the best. © Deborah Glover, 2016

In between

Earth, Sky and Me Just in one harmony We are. Night, breeze and Me In one mind We echo Echo voices that has been Say word That will between us remain. Hovering in between Are Nobody, Nothing And No one.