Talking to Intimacy

 

Hiking these stone spattered mountains alone,

Do the true utterances I might speak

Make the barren field of my heart full sown?

 

Pondering the breadth of the love I don’t own

I ascend to another lonesome peak

Hiking these stone spattered mountains alone.

 

Please loosen your fetter on fruits unknown.

Let the seed of your humanity leak!

Make the barren field of my heart full sown.

 

Yearning for a kiss in this misty zone

I feel so much need in this weary physique

Hiking these stone spattered mountains alone.

 

Are you the essence I’ll never own?

But oh to share a tear would, with streaked cheek,

Make the barren field of my heart full sown.

 

Barren it is to hear my lonely tone:

To speak and speak about the love that I seek

Hiking these stone spattered mountains alone.

Oh, make the barren field of my heart full sown!

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