Needle in A Haystack

Just like a leaf
that flies far from its tree
I got blown away

You held me
Like a needle in a stack of hay
And I was unable to flee

And though the match is lit
I’ll throw it in the nearest pit
Be found: I’m not sure I’m ready for it

– Juliet Rivor © May 2018

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When the feeling makes you light as air
And you can’t get enough
Stay there
It’s a worthwhile love

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