sing in tune to the earth's singing—
touch your hands on mine--softening.
etch my fingertips at midnight,
i will love you until twilight...cross the bridges dissolving into view;
shatter the suffocating space on you.
fervor's welling to the surface;
recedes when i'm in your embrace.Sept 17, 2023
von
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Pieces of Moonbeams
PoetryPieces of Moonbeams | 2023 This poetry collection contains proses & proses woven from my heart. Pieces here are a part of me. Stained by longing, love, grief, hurt, happiness, and any other available emotion I could profoundly describe. -- I am rel...