2080 Miles Poem by Blake Bishop

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Blake Bishop

Fairhope, Alabama

2080 Miles



2080 miles apart,
2080 hurts to my heart.
Forced to wait for the time,
Till the day you're truly mine.

You are my road, you are my rock,
You are my pain's mental block.
Minutes to hours, hours to days.
In a weak moment my heart turns ablaze.

In the west is the land,
Where I'm promised your hand.
2080 miles away,
To me is just a delay.

(12/14/2011)

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Blake Bishop

Fairhope, Alabama
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