SOLITAIRE

by Nevada Kerr


I'd do anything to feel
Passion and zeal
A tingle, a crack
A soul-stirring smack

Some thought transference
From your brain to mine
A gesture or sign
That humans are kind

I strained every muscle
To hold up my head
When I came down
Off that high horse
My pale face turned red
My heart on my sleeve
Hardened and dead

I just need some contact
From the boat that I missed
A bump in the night
A casual kiss
In an unguarded moment
Of impermanent bliss


Written by © Nevada Kerr
March 13, 2005.

Created: March 2005 © Paul Kinder

Last Updated: 24/3/05