Clouds of Reasurance

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*A poem*

There’s a constant longing deep within my soul,
Filled to the brim I assure you within there is no hole
Deep within I see a bird soaring through the clouds,
I would like to show you if I’m allowed
The train on my white gown frames the picture of your footsteps on the floor,
In the darkness, I search for the door
His darkness keeps me buried ten feet underneath, it’s all he ever seeks,
Constant longing to feel crisp…