A Wounded Soldier Like You
Pleasurable incitements, trying to find a way to you.
I’m lost in the tow, cast under the current;
And always just a breath away from you.
Don’t let your eyes focus on the distance
For it stretches vast and far between us.
Instead focus on the intertwining lives that start anew.
I’ll send away all former vows.
I’m forlorn with a demon lover.
If I am to be thrown around like a distant star,
Let me be found by a wounded soldier like you.
Copyright © Greta Veranes-Kitts | Year Posted 2011
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