Contact Sasha

You want words, and I want connection.

Show me your wounds
and I’ll show you victory.

Show me your light
and I’ll build ships to cross the skies of dark nights.
With sails of starlight,
powered by dreams.

I’ll build hulls to smash against rocks and ice;
and anchors to rust in the mud of our tears.
I’ll build rescue boats with songbirds perched.
Tables, for candle lit feasts, 
to be set upon the shore.

And there, at the end of night,
you shall find your shipwright;