Again

Mon, 08/14/2017 - 15:42 -- t4dp0l3

Ashes to ashes

Dust to dust

Soul after soul

Wild wanderlust

Heat of the desert

Cool of the sea,

Weight of the mountains,

Earth before me.

Endless expanses,

Horizons and sky,

We who must wander,

Never ask why. 

Deep beneath oceans,

High above clouds,

Life follows life,

In perfect crowds.

Souls never perish

And never get lost

They don't demand favors

Or count up the cost

My best friend in daylight 

My lover in rain

My lover in rain

This life or the next one

We will meet again.

This poem is about: 
Me

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