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I work in a field all day To repair garden beds And to grow new plants With the destiny to be harvested Whenever “our hearts desire”. I work in a field all day To repair a physical burden And to grow new dreams With the destiny to be reached Whenever “our hearts are able”. I work in a field all day To mend a broken soul And to grow new connections With the destiny to be healed Whenever “our hearts become stable”. I work in a field all day With the exception of a distraction Then I look up to the clouds And get lost in the wonder Of when “I will find you”. I work in a field all day Yet find myself disoriented Because my eyes have wandered All over the sky Making up for “lost time”. I work in a field all day Looking forward to heal Hoping I’ll hear from you today Knowing the sky is infinite Just like “the space behind your eyes”. I work in a field all day I catch myself staring into the horizon Remembering the time I saw your eyes And how indefinite the ending was Even though “the line seems so close”.
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Aug 23, 2018
Aug 23, 2018 at 10:37 PM UTC
Working Hardly
I work in a field all day To repair garden beds And to grow new plants With the destiny to be harvested Whenever “our hearts desire”. I work in a field all day To repair a physical burden And to grow new dreams With the destiny to be reached Whenever “our hearts are able”. I work in a field all day To mend a broken soul And to grow new connections With the destiny to be healed Whenever “our hearts become stable”. I work in a field all day With the exception of a distraction Then I look up to the clouds And get lost in the wonder Of when “I will find you”. I work in a field all day Yet find myself disoriented Because my eyes have wandered All over the sky Making up for “lost time”. I work in a field all day Looking forward to heal Hoping I’ll hear from you today Knowing the sky is infinite Just like “the space behind your eyes”. I work in a field all day I catch myself staring into the horizon Remembering the time I saw your eyes And how indefinite the ending was Even though “the line seems so close”.
If “your eyes are like the stars”, as they say; then the sky will do well enough for now.
#dreams#work#gardens#sky#clouds#horizons#peace#love#you
wxndxr
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wxndxr
Non-binary/Boston.
Aug 23, 2018
Aug 23, 2018 at 10:37 PM UTC
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