Release
Masked by distance. Lost in past
pulling at my heart.
Communication absent, knowing not
where I should start.
Evolving nil, the standstill
reaps such havoc on my dreams.
Desire overwhelming such
it's bursting at the seams.
The longing for that little sign.
A light of green be seen.
A chance to close the heaping gap.
Unblock the guarded stream.
Open with the preciousness
of foot prints in the sand.
Just open please, let flowers bloom
unlock the golden ban.
Copyright © Kimberly Wells | Year Posted 2015
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