My heart sinks into the evening
As my words rise to the occasion
These evenings will be tattoos
Invisible ink and puzzling symbols
They will be written and drawn
In my smiles and my silence
In my handshake and my voice
Look at me, with blessed eyes
Accept my smile and my hug
I don’t give them to get a thing
I give them understanding
We all need love, we all need God.
My night sinks into evening
As my eyes flutter, retiring.