hewn into my being,
carved across my heart,
weaving through my mind,
embossed in my soul,
it remains,
a persistent reminder:
your name
Archive for June 19, 2016
fractured dreams, like moulting skin,
pepper the cold ground,
memories ablaze, raging through frigid hearts, thawing beneath the winter sun,
emotions recoil, reel,
as love flitters and skips,
on wounded knees,
in a corner to silently kneel … … …
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