I Walked

I walked amongst the fever,

collapsed beneath the palms,

and spoke a silent prayer,

beyond your crazy arms.

But winter made me silent,

and summer made me crave,

and loving made me tremble,

but kissing made me brave.

We spoke a dream in sadness,

and sang a violent song,

we preached the bible’s madness,

but knew that we were wrong.

And something made me honest,

not work and not career,

the simple fact you loved me,

when all your heart was here.

© 2012 Danny Gunzburg