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Arcing light of morning captured in your kaleidoscopic prismatic eyes, resting on a rusting horizon it bleeds amber and indigo dreams, resisting which retreat, as nights sighs into sleep – We smear our hand across dust in hope we can feel something made from everything that we were; that was once was with a swipe – these particles dance and swirl Whirl of emotions maelstrom of commotion set in motion the need to embrace one another – to recall the quips, stories of yesterday and every face that smiled before this time we revile – Cherish that voice, palm their cheek and wipe that tear – and remember to remember… Swooning light of the candle captured in a halcyon mind moments and memories of everything better than we thought it could be. |