_Do not deny me,
The lines between us read;
A footnote of a smile
A miniature novella
Cradled in my palm;
Your hand held
Written in our familiar aspect
An epic journey of the soul;
A quiet collision
Of two still quieter gestures._
Apr 7, 2020
Apr 7, 2020 at 3:57 AM UTC
_Do not deny me,
The lines between us read;
A footnote of a smile
A miniature novella
Cradled in my palm;
Your hand held
Written in our familiar aspect
An epic journey of the soul;
A quiet collision
Of two still quieter gestures._
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