If all I still hold is but-
A fragment of faith, I trust
One of these days
All my bad days will be gone
One of these days
Love will come like a waft of air
Ushering in a fresh new dawn
One of these days
When I’m not even looking
From somewhere totally unknown
All my bad days will be forgotten
It will be comforting and I’ll know it
Right from the start, in that micro-moment
Somehow I will recognize
The way its warmth burns
The way it listens attentively
The way it feels in my arms
The way it becomes all too real
The way it touches my soul
The way it heals, what was broken
The way it whispers my name
The way it knows my heart’s … desires

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2 thoughts on “Surely

  1. This was beautiful.

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