A Conceit

Give me your hand

Make room for me
to lead and follow
you
beyond this rage of poetry.

Let others have
the privacy of
touching words
and love of loss
of love.

For me
Give me your hand.

by Maya Angelou

Comments (3)

Derek Freeman life too short
If you can't swim because the sea is boiling hot...walk...can't walk...run, can't run...fly! (When pigs have wings) .
Beautiful crafting of the words!