lamb of my heart, you (on being sheepless)

lamb of my heart, you (on being sheepless)

“One morning I awoke and the sheep was gone. It was then I understood what it meant to be ‘sheepless.’ Sheer hell. The sheep goes away leaving only an idea.” The Sheep Professor, A Wild Sheep Chase, Haruki Murakami

lamb of my heart, you

you wrapped in laurel

you secreted behind barn doors

this lingering always, you

you whispering in my dreams

you laid healing hands on me

lamb of my heart, you

you i buy a hardback book

you in absence i build this library

my wild sheep chase, you

you only you on the mountain

you a star like a birthmark in the sky

lamb of my heart, you

you entered me long ago

you gone remain in me always

you

lamb of my heart, you