My love will be able to travel

I see white shadows
come and go in the window.
They dwell within the silence.
And whilst the rest of us turn
inward and outward.
They eat lunch and talk to friends.
With the certainty of tides.
I hope soon to hear
knocking at the door.
And I will see you there.
Full of wild patterns
from a yearning heart.
Your spirit able to take
us away from this place.
Not magic but love.


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