Clouds I see, trees with no leaves.
The atmosphere I feel, but everything seems
Unreal.
My love is not with me,
I invariably
Ponder thee.
Maintaining my flow
As this long gloomy day goes,
Wondering;
Why I feel this way?
To be honest I really can't illustrate my dismay.
12:02; the day is half done, and
I still have an understanding of none
I'm in a warm domain;
Yet, I feel cold.
Wanting that callus feeling dissolved
By the one I want to hold.
Now I pause in meditation;
Watching an old lady saunter up that
Hill.
This gives me motivation.
To pursue my feelings,
And not worry about the outcome of
My dealings.
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