Where You Will Find Me
in fields of a breeze passed
a washing warmth that shall last
you place me beneath your toes
and I find comfort in these lows
in the trees of shadows and shade
the whispering bark heeds me to evade
the release of faith and rapture
concealed in your capture
Copyright © Mark Anthony Cotterman | Year Posted 2014
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