Poetry (words)

This life in me

You’re the artist in my heart the thread that pulls the seams apart and sets it free this life in me. 

You’re the leaf from every tree that fills the path in front of me, you ease my mind when life’s unkind. 

You’re my walk in the moonlit wood the nighttime air never felt this good before, with you I’m sure. 

You’re the safety net I feel when I take my hands off of the wheel. You’re everywhere, when my heart’s laid bare. 

All these words come from a memory from a place I used to be before, but they’re still true and still for you.


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