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We Would Still Seek

Dance in the darkness, my sweetest nocturne
While the trees swing their billowing arms round
And you sing to the sky without a sound
To shake from slumber, each flower and fern.
You call to each shadow with hungry eyes
Penetrating each ghost hidden in leaves.
An aching, longing sigh for what you’ve seen
Always rooted beneath the vacant sky.
The Earth spins around underneath my feet
But your loneliness kept me bound to land.
Caught deep in your world, captive right in hand,
But we need each other to feel complete.
With voices so raw we can’t even speak;
Even if they could hear, we would still seek.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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May 28, 2011 at 3:41 PM
I enjoyed this read. "You call to each shadow with your hungry eyes". Nice. ~ Beloved Faizah
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June 20, 2011 at 8:04 PM
Thank you very much! I greatly appreciate it!
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