Saturday, September 6, 2014

Longing.

Some days
Are longing days
I long to walk the city streets
Or to swim down to the depths
Or to create my own world and breathe it in

I think we call it longing
Because it makes every moment
Longer.

Today was a longing day.
But today
I longed for
What I always long for.
So all I can do
Is repeat that promise
And sleep well,
Sleep well.

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