Two Birds and a Beating Heart (day 719)

I haven’t slept since we parted
Open ended and unfinished
Sing songs of little birds call out
Leaving my thoughts rolling in empty sheets
Sheets of the same smell I left
On the pillows of your boudoir afar
But as I silently feel my heartbeat
Pushing numb feelings about the room
I whisper my mantra without hesitation
Embracing the morning sun as it warms my soul
While I stretch my limbs
Opening up my heart for another day

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