of thunder and fire
if we stretched out rumpled sheets
sunlight opalescent shades shape
there on an open square
each step without a care
a wan smile through thundrin' pain
unrolls each flash, a stumblin' stain
moonlight polishes over every scrape
if we had struck out in utter defeat
Poetry by arquious

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Written on 2025-01-03 at 12:57




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