each time you leave
wreathe of words sprout upon doorstep bed
beneath a far-looking moon, whisper to ear
upon footsteps fading, daily gaining near
nestled between gaps of tiles and grout
waiting for mistletoe to be hung again
warm embrace shall follow as fingers
fumble for keys that will turn the locks
that leave me fettered each time you leave
Poetry by arquious
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Written on 2023-10-20 at 07:08
Tags Galateus Crypticbard Arkayye
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