When my thoughts wander
In the wilderness
that beckons
at the bottom
of my heart
Only your voice
Soothens me up
Makes me pick up the pieces
Broken by the angst
This wounded heart ached for
And it those trying times
Only your thought
Nullifies all the wrong
Done to me
Maybe,
You are the sand
Or water, perhaps
That fills up
The voids in a jar
Laden with stones
And the jar that was proud once,
Is now complete,
And that’s how
You complete me…..
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