
Beige beginnings breathed dully
upon our untrusting hearts
Feathered hopes left unspoken,
in fear of forgotten wonder
Yet pale glow blew love's embers,
stroking sorrow into times past
We stand sacred now in silence,
leaving hesitation behind...
Embracing concrete commitment










You never cease to amaze me... Simply put: Beautiful like the gentle spirit that created it...




















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