Whispering Grounds
I watch the time pass me by
like water from the heavens
to the shallow ground...
we fall behind
and can't pick ourselves up,
so I lay down for a final kiss goodnight
to only see the past as a dream
not as a realities nightmare.
This whisper has me crying
to the grounds we sleep in
caressing our last dream
to see a future
that I hold not in my palms
but in my sight
to the overseen
last kiss.
I never wanted to let go of this place
but for now,
we will meet again
I don't know when
but it will be soon
...to hold each others hands
to lay in the grass
laughing...
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