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Dec 2019
You may remember
A night of mist and cool sheets
By a river

His voice waiting,
holding both our hearts in your hand
as we would.

We traded my past for your wish
And no, it won’t fade in the wash;
Just as well.

There’s no one I’d rather owe:
You made it worth the while.
No La Joconda…

You are indelible, a tattoo in my soul
It won’t come off, and from you finally
I became whole.

He moved on like wind to my leaf
Gently carried wide to new horizons
I remain here.

The fire burns our tears in eyes of joy
We turn ever away from us that was
For cooler thoughts.

What remains, sought, plenished
Quiet heroes like angels graced us
In our discretion.

Perhaps our smiles will fill
A day in some summer to be,
In green grass.

Winchester Ave
11/26/16
Written by
JeanieBeth  60/Transgender Female/Far from home
(60/Transgender Female/Far from home)   
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     Max Neumann and annh
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