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Mar 2020
Way Back Home

Your shadow
shelters,
my parched heart,
drizzling love all over.

Soft fragrant rose petals,
your hands,
hold my soul,
gently,
caressing soothingly.

In your presence,
I have awakened,
and discovered my lost space,
never to lose again.

I wish to melt into you,
like smoke to dew,
and,
find our way back home,
left somewhere long ag0.
Waiting For The Moon
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