To the West
and to the North
That's where you'll find me...
Looking out from
my garden of pain.
Only air...
Only distance...
Only my mind...only time...
keeps me from the reality
of holding on to you.
To the East
and to the South
that's where I'll find you.
Looking out from
your garden of pain.
Waiting for me...
Looking for me...
Comforting me...
You are on my mind.
Copyright Christine A Kysely November 14, 2010
(c) Copyright 2010 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
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