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Come Closer or Take Over

April 4, 2023

Your dreams were a melody
Inscribed gravely
Into the shape
of our intertwine
Whispered in your mutters
As such Lulled upon me
That when I woke
I sang water and rain
To make them grow
Into joyful trees
So we could embrace
In the shade beneath
And share their fruit
laughingly
with our children to eat
While we dance
together freely
under their leaves.

From → Poetry

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