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Elope with me there
Where wood suspends over air
As the river flows
Back into the sea, breathing
our embrace unweighted, free
My night, wait for me
The stars will align, one day
Our tether will hold
you hold a space here, the one
even when I pull away
In twilights hushed words
sway in the wind, met dawn’s light
a marked emptiness
Lured by Lucifer, heartache
Strong and dainty thread, consumed
The whole of us gone
Fluttering butterfly wings
Hold memories, deep
Float into parallel time
In that liminal space, yours
sweet nothings, drift on
an abode, willow trees sigh
Where the soft wind breathes
soft and slow, held to secrets
A canopy of our care
Infinite blooms
Blue hands collide, fingertips
bleed into purple
Azalea, a sense of
lifetimes wandering alone.