The smell of coffee conquered the dark wooded room

I could hear the faint patterns of rain running down the worn cabin

We both walked on gelid floor waiting for the waking sun

The living creatures rumbled as the sun raises while keeping the majestic haven breath to the wilderness.

I turned and felt the warmth of your silent smile

I sighed,

 Then I woke up Staring at the porch waiting for you come back

  Waiting for a motion, waiting for a change

In the distant of the wilderness.

I remembered the clamming wilderness


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