The
Calling
From
far beyond the screen of sight,
An
echo journeys through the light
Leaves
flutter and birds take flight
Deep
emotions, stomach balling
Ageless
teardrops falling
I
stand mesmerised by this calling
An
ancient voice so pure and hollow
Yet
untouched by mortal sorrow
Forever
now my heart will follow
Far
from reach a place we miss
The
lightest touch like a kiss
Where
all my dreams dwell in bliss.
Adriana
Cosshall
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