It's when the city life
takes its toll on me
that I sometimes wish
for the solitude offered
by a field of grass;
with nothing else
but the fireflies and
the moonlit sky to accompany me.
And as I imagine
a slight drizzle of rain
and summer breeze
tickle my skin,
all the dread and weariness
shall soon too fade.
Now all I need is for you
to be here,
to still my heart
that's beating so loud
wishing for you to hear its sound.
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