As I lay


My heart yearns for love as the trees call to the sun.
A gentle light that comes and warms this dark and frozen one.
I feel lost in the night struggling for something new.
Endlessly searching for some sort of truth.
Is love the answer? Finding affection in anothers arms..
Or am I?
Am I the provider of my own pain?
Can I fix it all by simply loving myself?




I ponder more deeply as I lay upon the sheets.
Their silken surface gently caressing me.
I am content in this place.
My body relaxed sunken in softness.
Though it feels peace my heart is in turmoil.
My soul is unrest and I am drifting..

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