White Mountain

White Mountain | Poetry on Mooseymares

As my heart aches,You call out to me.A warm embrace,Soothing me. I don’t know why,But you feel like home.As if I’ve been with youMany lifetimes ago. Wind sings in your womb,And sun caresses your skin.River flows through your veins,And birds comb your hair. You’re my land to return to,Peaceful place to walk through.A divine soil […]

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