25 miles


the stars are aligned
but there is no sense of direction
no telling where we are heading
or if there is an ending
to this journey
that sometimes feels so cold
stuck in a desert with nobody to hold
and the distance
it crushes our souls
a whiff of frankincense
is an essential gift to console
me through this trip
to which I give my heart
and time that I will never get back

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