becciseaborne

Standing in sun-dusted fields of lavender

Soul scorched by umbilical tears

Wind-thrown hair whipping primal salt

To bring the wounds again

Heart beats convict’s rhythm

Locking you within me

Spectre’s twin of my own self

Tangle-twisting our entities

Absorbing a wonder I long to witness

From by your side

I glimpse a shadow of us walking together

In the distant hinterland

Transcendent beauty perpetually provokes

This bittersweet ghost

Your eyes rooting me to this Earth

And everything beyond

So far from home, yet there she is still

Unwanted heart tracing your beat

Emotion’s futile friction

Drags scalding heat through my veins

Gratitude for finding you wages war

With bitterness for losing you

In these ripe fields with eternal tears

And transformative light

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