Near Or Far...

I hear a whisper
from across the moor...

I stand entranced...
the low fog swirls
effortlessly up my legs...

like a meandering cat  enticing
a juicy rat...

I will follow this now
echo where ever this goes...

I will find her...
for she leads me...
...into tomorrow...

she leads me by the
hand...to where my
expectations' choose
to be...

for on the moor...
through thick fog...
along a winding echo...

...with her I choose
this path...

her love for me...
near or far...

I will find her...
near or far...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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