Come home.

Come hither,
My foolish one.
So lost and confused
Is your mind.

There is so much love,
In the depths of your heart.
Let it out,
Instead of serving prison time.

Words of mine,
You can see and hear;
But it’s imperative in them you trust,
For you to stand straight up again,
Come, use me as your crutch.

Why fear that bit of dependency-
When all it does, is make things better?
You’re no less of a man,
For taking my hand.
Let me in, let’s do this together.

Come close my genius,
My fragile one.
I know you want to give.
I’m reaching out with all I have,
Please give us a chance to live.

-Ramona Arena, 18th October 2015.

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One response to “Come home.

  1. Ramona, your writing and poetry is seductive. Your words are filled with passion, exquisitely beautiful and speaks language of the heart. A critique on ingrained prejudice and what a beautiful take on love…take my hand and let’s do it..ur no less a man.
    Beautiful, erotic, passionate and soulful:)

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