To love and lend me as your friend
When shadows fall and dark descends
Is your way to love, to be.
And me?
A tiny seed – compared to your magnificent tree
To love and lend me as your friend
When shadows fall and dark descends
Is your way to love, to be.
And me?
A tiny seed – compared to your magnificent tree
A wingspan of ash, she scours the sky for signs of a way forward.
Beneath, the writhing landscape of a future so foreign we cannot yet comprehend which color she will be.
Melts the sun
With her ferocity– stripped away,
Turned into fragility,
We gasp as moon swallows sun.
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