
dreams leak from my eyes, the
sun shall find
a way into my heart, cresting over
the canopy, love bourgeons
through the
limbs
lining the contour
with silver trim,
cascading over
the land
giving dreams a second chance,
they arrive in my
hands
and
outstretched
across the void of time, we,
for each other,
stand
letting light guide the way, a
flutter or two, takes
center
stage
as we let love parade…
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