A Shallow Breath
I am fret-less,
in a fingers slide
palming the sublime
a lost cord
the first guide
on my journey
I was yanked
into destiny’s
embrace
alien phantastic
orphaned to never
and bound
on the loom
of fate
I kiss sleep from
your mouth
and bathe
in dreams
of you
I am incandescent
on a loop of twine
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