Guardian

On some days where I get lost
and don’t know where to go, it is your words
that bring me back on track.
I see you on a distance,
seemingly near but always
a hundred steps apart.
Whispering, caressing
the wind with my name.

What would I do without you?
litterthoughts/guardian

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