"Walking in the Dark" by Isabella J Mansfield
in this fog
headlights
look like halos
angels approaching
at high speeds
triumphant trumpets
blaring
steel wings beat
winds that could
carry me home
if I step one
foot off this
center line
"Come With Me" by Isabella J Mansfield
When I ask you
to come with me
what I’m really
saying is what
I can’t say to you
it’s that I trust
you enough to
share this with you
it’s that I want you
to know what runs
through my mind
When I ask you
to come with me
it’s because I need
you and can’t tell
you why but I can
tell a room full
of strangers because
then it’s ambiguous
it’s just words on a page