5 views
vantage point
you hide in the midst of wild grass
someplace where i cannot reach or pass
concealed in deep cirrus white
is your distant faraway sight
i understand nothing of you
but my curiosity wants to
flown away through the window
are my vile lingering sorrows
never did i shake your hand once
yet your looming image always comes
echoes of unlived nights start
by this vantage point you've warped
© Skipper R.
© Photo by Plato Terentev on pexels.com
someplace where i cannot reach or pass
concealed in deep cirrus white
is your distant faraway sight
i understand nothing of you
but my curiosity wants to
flown away through the window
are my vile lingering sorrows
never did i shake your hand once
yet your looming image always comes
echoes of unlived nights start
by this vantage point you've warped
© Skipper R.
© Photo by Plato Terentev on pexels.com
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