I am over this underwhelming
Reclaiming what was never lost
Feeling the depth of unfeeling
when payments don’t cover the cost
Wearing nudes to dress my soul
Invested partner in the walk alone
Hidden in what’s been exposed
Giving up notions of “my own”
Flying highest among the fallen
Where I’m broken, His love has sewn
Now I sink into the heavens
as a stranger where I belong.
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A beautiful tender piece. 🙂
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Thank you so much Nomzi.
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You are most welcome Nik. It is lovely to meet a fellow poet. 🙂
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