Thursday, September 17, 2015

To Anchors and Arrowed Hearts

No longer does the "I love you" fall on her ears or she feels the motions on her skin
The dryness has peeled away the feeling
being bare has held enough stares
Now in the view, she stands at his back hoping to see through his vision
Given sight of the reflection of a fairytale in the ocean
She whispers to him along the ripples in the waves
I see you glistening in white reflecting on your canvas.
As you draw out your purpose cast your anchor into hearts.
Look out on your horizon to where your destiny has laid.

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