I left my heart drying in the setting sun
Out on the side of the road to you
And kept right on walking into the night that lay ahead
Humming a song whose words I’d forgotten
And thinking of what you said to me.
If you come across my heart there, bury it
Water it with blood and wine and watch it grow
Into just another tree in that endless forest
With a crown reaching to break out of the sky
And roots that won’t let go of all those final thoughts of you
Standing in a summer rain, waiting for me to find a voice
And with a breath that should have been my last
Beg you not to fly away
I’ve been looking forward to this post. Today marks one year since I started this blog! I don’t say it enough: thank you to everyone who takes the time to read my stuff. All the support and encouragement I’ve received means the world to me. Here’s to year #2!