I watch sunlight shimmer, dappling the ground with spots of light through leaves. Glowing golden and green. The ground smelling of damp earth and fresh cut grass. Breathe deeply, drawing in the warm moist air. These are the days...
Fire dancing in the hearth, the cold crisp air flows through the window. The sounds of wind rustling through the trees rattling against the siding. Shadows dance across moon lit grass. These are the nights...
Drawing in my breath with eyes closed. Willing the restless ache to pass. The rise and fall of my chest as each new breath comes and a shudder racks my body. Tears begin to streak salt paths down my cheek. Day or night the ache and wondering remains. These are the cries of my heart...
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