a warm wind wraps around my heart,
rippling river, twinkling stars, chalk art,
a hollow wooden body, tuned metal strings,
his voice wends its way through the night as he sings,
ain't no sun sign, and my voice meets his chorus,
from our hearts, but he sings for us,
and i take a breath, deep and slow,
and let my soul rest; for now that's all i need to know .
1 comment:
Hey Jas!
Still writing with such dedication to sophisticated language styles!
I guess some things never change! Hope you are doing well and that these are all expressions stemming from positive thoughts!
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