Taming the clouds of lonesomenessA Poem by RelicWhen I'd found the warmth of your waist replaced by sunrise ribbons on the bed, I felt no more alive than cut grass pushed aside by daisies. My color had drained. Rains of worry fell untamed. But for you, I'd rope the moon or lasso long sunsets. I'd break the clouds of loneliness to saddle joyful bliss, Content to know I'd tied the reins of love around your heart. Willing to ride the extra mile it takes to get you home.
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