Our Well Never Dry

We share the same silence

we think the same thoughts

We have the same daydreams

not rented or bought

We live in the spaces

of a lost inbetween

And wander through moments

that time hasn’t seen

We care for each other

we live for today

We treasure the quiet

of nothing to say

We give without taking

our well never dry

And smile ever meeting

—never saying goodbye

(The New Room: January, 2024)