Walkers low

What can I say now-

Only one of us two

Felt what I feel still

I broke my own rules

When I- felt again

.

Its too late to change

I’ll move on- soon

You can’t feel what you don’t

And I can lose, what I do

Natures way of creating- blue

Just my color, imbued

.

You’ll go your way

I’ll find mine soon

Dirt or a highway

I’ll hike it, all alone

I’ll feel- every step

.

It’s going to take time

Getting used to, nothing you

You came like a new dawn

Waking me from my dream

I hadn’t realized, you didn’t belong

Now I have to, unfortunately for me

Natures way of creating- blue

Imbued by you

.

You can’t feel what you don’t

And I can’t lose…what I do

.

Poet of the Light © 2020

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