Meet Me

My world is not your world
But I want you to meet me
In fields where I can breathe
On mountains where I am free

My paths are not your vision
But won’t you walk with me for just one day
Below trees whispering of old dreams
On silent dust, through drumming rain

My feet cross lands you’ll never know
But just once, follow the threads I lay
Across stones marking secret smiles
Back to hazy borderlands

Meet me there, in places you haven’t learned to realize
Two levels down, up the broken stairs, brush off the faded varnish

Unsee the walls, slip through the cracks, meet me some day.


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