Missing

 

your butterfly wings
travel far
and in between
your shadow -holds
precious dreams
go -fly among unknown trails,
mountain peaks.

I’ll be here -waiting
to mend your tattered heart
should you return
cocoon beginnings
a fresh start
Moon-glow beams
my spirit at your feet.

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The Dunes, April 2017

 

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