Concrete by RMatheson

Dec 2024

Concrete

You say you've
given
all the love you
have.

Every
last
bit.

And
Love contracts
Love cools
Love dies

But
Love relives
Love warms
Love grows

Love finds the way
like a grass blade
from concrete.

Written by

RMatheson Beating tired bones

(Beating tired bones)

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