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Heading To The Hills


Last night, I got drunk on the ageless wine

And dreamt of your subtle kiss on the back of my neck.

That image sparked something inside of me.

I think you deserve an apology.

Please forgive me for venturing out like a lone warrior.

The truth is, I’d rather celebrate the Beloved with you,

Intoxicated and adrift in a world of our own.

I now see, my love: the point of a spiritual pilgrimage is to

Make you delirious and quiet at the same time.

Nurturing you like wet, lush soil is my

Way of heading to the hills.

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