Proper Pair
Passed over and to the south of Pulgas
in a crescendo of rising light
plot of sand and soaring redtail hawk
his, a place of sun and life.
Tell me now, confess
think you've had enough
in darkness and shadow you whisper for release
can take no more
tho' you've so much more to give.
I know this, If I know nothing else
you want just a little bit
more
but I'll pray for his safe return
to make you whole again,
to be a proper pair again.
It's only advise I need my dear one,
a few words will do, and then I'll go.
A hug and a prayer, for another pair
much too late, for us maybe..
but it's all I ask, and yours to offer
all best in wishes, and miracles.
It's only your well being I need
so close to me, don't you see
won't ever waste a breath
on anything less...
Copyright © Quoth Theraven | Year Posted 2024
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