eternal #4

can You find me between those spikes
the spikes that grows on your golden fields
as you are walking without the sickle in Your hand
barely touching the tips with your palms
all of them are longing for your touch

I also tried to reach
but alas, it wasn’t my day
(maybe another one)
if You’ll pass nearby
The King in the field

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