So when...
So today I'll be over
As I once did
with these letters
with their edges in ways I'll try
routine in their Urgency
fraying at the corners
to meet their destination
wandering dark gardens
sweet earth below me
that the road before us
keep important as the dream
.
4 comments:
Welcome back.
I missed the words, the echoes of love and the hope for all romantics.
Hope all is sweet!
aha words, I like this I never thought of words this way now I won't think of them any other way. wb good to read your poems again :)
you can never be over.
I finally decided to burn my letters, because I see everything different now. They're too inadequate justify the love I feel today. The dream is more colorful than before.
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