Win Peter Winters
Sparks In The Sky
Arms twist and strainUnder taut tattered reignsAs oxen thunder alongClay dusted fieldsPerform for my mealsTorn and cut open to breatheWe only pass in this worldholding our heads againstThe weather and the daysUpward we swayShooting sparks in the skyA dusty brown shackUnder watchful trees branchedOn a hillside that lists to the seaFaith, grace and zealShe cooks all the mealsher feet never touching the floorWe only pass in this worldholding our heads againstThe weather and the daysUpward we swaySongtexteShooting sparks in the skyCut from my bloodA slow ascent wonTo a heaven centered with herOn a simple small bedwe both lay our headsheld in the warmth of a dreamWe only pass in this worldholding our heads againstThe weather and the daysUpward we swayShooting sparks in the sky
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