amid the luminescent hour
i watched
through dormant eyes
a vision
once beheld
by realms
of fond and cordial ties
a setting
where i sought
no end
so gentle
was her mien
we talked
of all the simple things
and walked
the grounded sea
i knew
this fragile furnace
could burn brighter
than the sun
if earth should ever
find me fraught
with reason
come undone
but as i turned
away
no sooner did
her shadow fall
upon the empty canvas
as the moon arose
to call



Visually brilliantly moving
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I love the ache of this Max
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beautiful words, max –
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Lovely Post Max. ⚘🌷
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