untitled (just)

i took myself from the world
or perhaps i take
to dip my toes in again -just a taste

this walk alone
a desert trip
leaves me thirsty -just a sip

if you choose
to be with me
pardon my silence -just a blink

i welcome you
the journey is long
the trek treacherous -just a song

and in the end
we both have grown
a day is but -just move on.

Poetry

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