Distant Dear
I feel as if we've met
But we have never touched
We've shared but many words
Although, none escaped our lips
Hearts flutter and faces flushed
Our words arouse our eyes
A mass of land and a bed of
blue brine
Are what pains my heart the most
Like a songbird in a golden cage,
Freedom is in sight
But what use is what lays before my eyes
if what I long for isn't tangible?
One day, my distant dear
You'll stand before my face
Two missing pieces will mesh
Off to a land of verdurous pasture
Afar from the curse of man
Where our souls will thrive
and intertwine
And happiness will no longer be,
something we tire our feet on chasing.
Copyright © Ellie Anne | Year Posted 2016
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