Workshop(s) 2016 | Página 35

Kilometers Apart

Anonymous

Kilometers are a pain

You seem so far, no matter how it’s cut.

On the other side of the country,

We are both so hungry.

Even more so when inside, we’re kept shut.

I can tell you are still lost in your rut.

The kilometers between are sundry.

It’s for you that I keep myself comfy.

Oh, how warm my heart is, deep in my gut.

Tell me, how would it feel to be with me?

Because I would love to be with you,

It’s for you, I’d trek to be freed.

I’ll trek double more, just for us two.

After all, your servant will not be slain!