by Profe Steve: Tankas #26, #27, #28
It doesn’t make sense There is no logic at all To the way I feel. I am weak as a kitten And as strong as a lion.
my brain knows all things but I cannot find my shoes all my dreams are clear but I don’t know what to wear and can’t make a simple choice.
Your smile warms my heart And still chills me to the bone. I feel so secure Then wonder if I’m dreaming If this love is real at all