fingers trace the landscape, of a love once
beloved, just as the tree limbs speak
to me, of the dream
living inside
the breeze,
so
does

the gloom, remind me of lessons learned, from
the myriad pushes, and pulls,
orbiting around
the
suns’
moon…

it’s as if the flowers were speaking to ancient
lands, bestowing their kindness
within, of the time,
sands

as
they continue to focus on our hearts, showing us
how to conjure up love, wildly,
while allowing our
souls
to
ignite nightly…

Photo by Hans, Pixabay

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