Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Clover Field

My ear is still
warmed by
your voice
and my heart
is pounding
so hard
that I wonder
if you can hear it
from where
you are-
so far away.

I want to scream
your name so loud
that the echo
finds your heart
and caresses away
every drop
of loneliness.

I hold this map
in my hands
that shows the beautiful
pathway to you...
but I feel lost
without your arms
to welcome me home.

I can see you
holding Iris
smiling at me
asking for drinks...
tire of that
I could never.
Come here-
come home-
to one who loves you.

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