FIELD OF WHISPERED SIGHS

field of whispered sighs

 

Meet me there in the field of whispered sighs

where rest all the missed ‘Goodbyes’,

and all the tears that in secret have been wept,

there amongst the grass are kept.

I will wait for you til heavy lids I can not hold

and my body gives into wilful cold,

listening to the field trapped sounds gently rise,

to wander lost under changing skies.

Meet me there in the field of whispered sighs

and set free our missed ‘Goodbyes’.

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