THE WOUNDED

 

 

THE WOUNDED

 

A blue sky can bring me to cheer.

Come inside, I am waiting here.

You can soften the load

of troubles, I am told.

Please brighten the cold, dreary day.

Take me to places far away.

Heal my wounded pride.

I need your fire at my side.

I’M HERE, MY LOVE

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The waves propel me forward.

I’m here, my love.

I’ve come to bask

in your glow.

I’ll warm in the heat

of your fire.

Too hot.

I’m melting.

I’ve come too close.