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Painted Words Between Distant Mailboxes

by colmistoirm

You strengthen me Stretch me tall in fond pursuit And call my waking trees to move with subtle hints Familiar as the folding sound Between quiet rustling parchment leaves Becoming new our newest sounds as an inkwell drawn Like a sunlit jewel your dulcet glow Is stumbling down a penciled path of painted memory Colored by every season anew with the hues of you Don’t cry when I am no more seen, my felicity It was always and with you in mind That you made me want to try
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colmistoirm
Published
Sep 20, 2019
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Painted Words Between Distant Mailboxes is built around a song, a sketch, a classic story. Separated by time and space no more. These lovers turn now, to face a new fate, having not been left alone in an empty word. "Through the long and lonely night." We persevere until the dawning bright. Shines back at us with joy.

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