Few candles
left for all of this
now comfort comes
in well thumbed books
and blankets..
A twist
of snowdrift hair
that tags you late
for thankless life,
released
a look-back
over years that taught
retreat
From
the cabin
of your fevered eye,
a love that passed you by
still shines,
impossible
in distant vistas
always
out of reach...
Mar 6, 2021
Mar 6, 2021 at 4:06 PM UTC
Few candles
left for all of this
now comfort comes
in well thumbed books
and blankets..
A twist
of snowdrift hair
that tags you late
for thankless life,
released
a look-back
over years that taught
retreat
From
the cabin
of your fevered eye,
a love that passed you by
still shines,
impossible
in distant vistas
always
out of reach...
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