Love Letter From the Soul Lii
. . .
after the ellipsis
we confer
entrenched in the awakened
a story rises from the burn
limbs parted and wrapped about
delved deep within the yearn
it is the beginning
with no end
collaborating on the middle
where jute has left her mark
past the tense and purposes
deep-rooted in sense
and sensibility
our bond begs to begin
on the stage of the bluest sky
the advent of the divine
tabled in the eye of the world
slowly she moves in the shadows
tenebrosity
calls out our name
Copyright © Ts Poetry | Year Posted 2020
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