Burning in the sun, and losing my mind

21/03/2022

In your arms I’m lost
like a sparrow post-deluge.
And if i’m not found,
will you remember how we,
loved with our feet on the ground?

I can see your light
shining through the desperate gloom.
There’s no will in me
to put up a rousing fight.
My love know, I’ll see you soon.

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