the search

poem by: Edward Fabela
Written on Jun 21, 2015 

Waking up with endless space. Criss cross apple sauce meditating you're absence in the depths of space. mourning every morning the lost of you're care. My thoughts replay you're bittersweet stare quoting my flaws in the presence of the moon. Now I race against time towards the storm. To find the missing pieces to our peace before i perish or learn to let go.

 

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