A vine
wraps around a tree
as love veils itself
around a heart,
and she….
around my thoughts.
wraps around a tree
as love veils itself
around a heart,
and she….
around my thoughts.
A church candle burns
until a whisper blows –
then all that’s left
is the remnants…..
of smoke.
until a whisper blows –
then all that’s left
is the remnants…..
of smoke.
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