Wednesday, November 27, 2019

DRALMS • Gracious Host • 2019


We roamed the caves for hours 
Slept amidst the fossils 
We laid on beds of shade grown flowers Why would you roam? 
Unless to be homesick 
Is it taking its toll? 
Are we burning at both wicks? 
Please don't go if you're never coming back 
Am I the gracious host? 
Stuck to your side 
Know that it's you I want the most But why would you shout? 
I'm standing at arms length 
Is it taking its toll? 
Are we pushing past the brink? 
Please don't go if you're never coming back

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