Dont Know Where It Came From
Its not the touch
Neither a stare
A feeling deep inside
You can not compare
Its in the gut
The core of the soul
A ache that you can't console
Hits a place which can't explain
Its in a vision a dream
That a truth a passion
Within seek in a dream of bigger
In reality miniature disappear.
Copyright © Dawn Mclaughlin | Year Posted 2013
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