Love of Seven Miles
Where the giant left a footstep
Carved deeply into the ground
Leaving a trace of an ocean
Cradling the immense water
You’re on one side, I’m on the other
But I can hear your heartbeat
Where the ancient oaks grew roots
Feeding from the soil
Through the rustling leaves
That tell a thousand stories
I can hear your longing sigh
Where the moss grew a bed
For fairies to sleep
Where they play joyfully
With tinkling laughter, clapping hands
I can hear your whisper
Where swans glide on the surface
Of crystal lakes
They make gentle winds with their wings
And I can hear it blowing every lock of your hair
Where the desert sand chooses to fly
And paints the air red
And makes it hard to breathe
I can hear the blink of your eye
Where the cave’s darkness
Swallows the light
And only fireflies light the world
I can hear you smile as you think of me
Where there’s an army of people
Disappointed with love
Chanting sorrow and pain
I can hear you throw a kiss without a sound
For you’re my only true love
Seven miles or seven worlds apart
I sense and smell you
From the bottom of the heart
Sooner or later, I shall take what I want
And with you by my side, be heading to a fresh start
(This poem originally appeared in The Evolution Of a Heartbeat', Feb. 2019)
Seamus Lowell is my pen name. I'm in my thirties, and do lots of things, including writing. I'm currently working on several projects: short stories, bedtime stories for kids, two sequels for my poems collection, to name a few. I am based in Hungary, Europe. You may connect with me via my Facebook page or Instagram.
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