You are the nectar that was never tasted, you are the dreams that were never cradled. You are like the wind that rattles the cages, you are the nature that escapes us.

You are like the warmth that comes in stages. You are the life that was never created. You make us seem like we are whole, you give value to what we’ve know. You are the twilight and the blessing. You are the birth of what we created.

You are the forest set a fire, you are the tree’s that refuse to burn. You are like the seeds buried into the soil. You are the silent witness to what we discovered.

You are the morning that becomes the dawn. You are the forest that becomes a swamp. You are the flooding in the region that needs it. You are the beginning of what is needed. You have become a log in the middle of the fire, a bullet in the center of a heart.

You are reason I keep on trying, to explain the pleasure that lives in my heart. You are like a rainbow in the middle of a storm. You are the calm that doesn’t destroy.

There is a peace that rest inside you, there is a cure inside your bones. You carry a certain calmness, you provide the empty inside a home.

You are a like an angel sent from heaven… you are the reason I’m still alive.

So come to me in comfort… come to me with trust. Cause I know all about you, and I dream to learn much more. Come to me sierra.

Let me know what you want.

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