i don’t run so well these days,
what with clouds of unbecoming
filtered thru rejection
inhaled into my heart
asthma my constant partner
i suck air in like water
and splutter to get breath
a leaky bellows creaky
and riddled with these tears
that steal away my power
but i like you so much
i follow here, behind you
and see the place your feet
left rainbows in the rocks
and fuzzy from your socks
so i just trot along
me, gretel in this stone
but looking not for witches
but for your heart, my friend
and your smile leads me home
and just when i despair,
and my way seems so blocked
i find your evidences
that you want me to follow
and I can face tomorrow
My dear Charissa,
You might be the kindest heart I’ve ever been blessed to have in my life. With asthma as your constant training partner, I have broken knees as mine. No need to follow, we’ll trek this one out side by side.
Truly beautiful.OMG…what way to start my morning.
Love you!!
Wekkum, Friend… You were on my heart
As you are in mine. xo
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