To see past skin tone so deeply you are color blind to it into the heart and soul of person is a most delicate sensation. Short, sweet, deep work. :-)

I like this. The title fits it well. I can see the twisted sheets as the tide that twists and turns. Nice work! :-)

Un-bottled words are always more powerful than keeping them locked inside. Nice work :-)

Beautifully written :-)

Oh Jackie, I can so relate to this poem and these sentiments. I, too, have written recently along the same lines. It's fascinating to think of what might have happened had we been born in a different place or time or world. I try not to get too caught up in such thoughts though. Thank you for sharing. :-)

Yeah, me too Lee. Me too.

HI ladyreck67, Wendy Macdonald, and rinelsa_g20, thank you so much for the encouragement!

Thank you Lee