I Reach My Arms Out

I reach my arms out. Knowing there’s nothing to grab. I reach my arms out. Knowing it’s not my work but my heart. I reach my arms out. Knowing it’s not what I do, but what I hope for. I dream Yet it’s not my desire, it’s where my desire takes me. I dream OfContinue reading “I Reach My Arms Out”

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