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WINTER MIGRATION
DAVE THE POET

Winter migration starts, Spring leaves
Find the place, Your soul needs to be
You were the only bird, In the sky for me
Horizons, That go on for miles
Are shadowed by the loneliness
Of your absent smile
Imagine a place, Where all is well
Spiritual, In its own existence
Known, To everyone but you
Go there and be with me
Find the solitude, That is love
Private, In its public display
Infinite, Is the commitment
Individual, For all to envy
Be looking, I will find you
My lust for life
Will remain unquenched
Until I do