Alone.

When you
are alone,
the world’s left you
behind, don’t you fight me.
Lonely

ain’t kind.
You’ve got your
freedom you want
to hold on to. Don’t you
know… don’t

you know
someone should
hold on to you?
Hold on to you… Hold on
to you.

I can’t
see what’s been
keeping you from
me. You got kicked around,
found a

lonely
sound. Darling,
Please pick yourself
up off the ground, so I
can hold

on to
you, hold on
to you, hold on
to you, darling, when you’re
Alone.

Lyrics by B. Wolff,
Arrangement by B. Rider

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Repeat.

Repeat.
Closing in,
you overcome,
ushering in your storm.
Thunder,

sometimes
I think back
on our midnight
broods, looking for metered
feeling

to prove
synchronized,
when my own rough
existence hinted at
no storm’s

eye near.
Promises
of denouement
laugh at my outcry, as
never

a still
to be had…
My own trouble
is this, riparian,
alone,

hidden
in confines,
not to be blamed.
You are my petrichor;
I breathe

in you
and your peace –
panacea,
just for a time, until
Repeat.