Seven Years

Seven Years

You are like words;
Like water and like songs
Fluid and long and wet,
You slide over me.
I close my eyes and sleep;
Waiting and wondering
What hymn this thirst will ease.
For now I’ll pen you in;
A dream that mends, my heart.

About Anna Pizzulo Moyer

Creative Writer-Property Manager-Lover of Animals, Plants and People.
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