Writings

captured
in a moment
of time
the sweetness
of you
like honey
on my lips
salve to my soul
a whisper
to my wound
surprised
welcoming
you
into my fold
you
take
my
breath
away
then leave
the light on
for me
to find
my way
home
again...


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