WALK WITH ME Walk down with me as we Walk through those doors, Holding hands Smiling at each other. Paying attention to no order Let me be your muse Make you a home And watch each other grow gray. Walk with me To the balcony, Sit by my side and I shall feel no cold With you being my cloaks, Under the bright smiling moon, And the singing night breeze Like the first time in forever And the last in eternal. ©kharbie.. #NojotoQuote walk with me #nomadic poet
