Adventure/ Freedom / She yearns for that which she sees on the horizon/ The wind wisping her name in her ear / She wants the feel of the open sky above her / She wants to look up / The stars and all the clouds peering around her / Feel the warmth of the ground beneath her not like before
But she yearns for this with you / What good is it to have the horizon in lonesome / Alone in your grasp watching stars fade/ Seeing clouds dissipate
Her hands flourish in tall fields/ Thrumming through the weeds like magazines/ Picking through clouds as if she could reach up and touch them.
She yearns for her horizon / Fields that bloom Hawthornes and Morning Glories / Clouds that look like nothing and everything
Yearning for things just out of reach is her specialty/ With years of practice/ The wait isn't all too bad / To yearn with you by her side / The horizon/ Freedom and adventure just in front of her/ They don't seem so far
About the Creator
Ria
An aspiring writer- My first time being a open book.
My poetry is emotionally driven and my short stories are widely inspired. I hope you find something in my collection that tickles your fancy. Thank you.
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