seeing this room again
a breath so close
a kiss was sown
that window, this light
the moon's embrace
its tender voice
asking me to stay
a glance outside
our single vine
poised in the cool damp night
roots sent down
as years raced by
leaves of eternal change
beautiful in its twisted hell
a picture of love
scattered
endlessly
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Beautiful..!!!
beautiful in its eternal hell. i comprehend and yet somehow this too has faded.
i wish that we could go for a long walk today so that we can just chat and talk about heart matters.
please come to ireland? ; )
For some reason this seems appropriate to be written on the same day I lost a loved one. Lovely.
This took my breath away, beautiful.
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