Monday, April 4, 2016

heart tour

he put a map
of their country
on his wall
one night

and he spent
his quiet hours
tracing the miles

over his mountains
and under her clouds

around his cities
and straight through
her farm fields

to the edge
of her house
and the beginnings
of his dreams

and even though
there was never
enough money
at the end of the day

his mind
would take
his emotions away

through the blues
of his nights
to the reds
of her days

priceless hours spent
in what was yesterday

and what could be
in the forever sunshine
of someday


inspired by this prompt:

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