Photo: Jen Loong @loongstoryshort
You are a mountainside
I wander through your peaks and valleys
Never once stepping foot in the same place
I have fallen from cliffs
Landing softly in the meadows of your voice
You are a canyon
Full of precious gems and stones
Your touch is the wild river below
Drowning me, it takes away each breathe
I sleep in the gloom of your caves
And wake up among hidden treasures
You are a vast sky, reaching heaven
And even there, you do not stop
You are a thousand buried secrets
Hiding in the crevices of your mind
How much of you will I never discover?
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hannah michelle
Gracious words are like a honeycomb, sweetness to the soul and health to the body. Proverbs 16:24
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