Saturday, November 23, 2013

7

Falling in a gaze so deep
Stone makes no sound
and the birds sing in winter,
Where lovers live close-
An animal reintroduced to the wild
Finds where it belongs,
As a thread to a stitch-
What a heart has known to exist
Finds what it never truly saw
until it fell into the fields of
grassy green eyes.

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