Lover’s Field

Every morning,

I push out

my love for you,

push it beyond my reach,

until I can no longer feel it.

Every night,

I see it standing in the field

and

hear it coming through the cracks,

closing in for another

suffocated sleep.

 

Author: faithhealthandmusings

When life offers us so rich a bounty of inspiration, how can we help but to reflect in writing all that climbs into our hearts and takes up residence there?

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