Dea My Love
Must my heart wait in idle
as light dissolve silent christen
O how each rose petal fall beauty of spring
in crimson tear
and song of sorrow
behind faint curtain
your muted love
peers
forgetful and unforgiving
as you lay upon jasmine warmth
I call your name
I plead soft murmurous promise
together...
alone...
where shadows dance
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"A Brian Strand Contest"
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