Breathe
flowers weep to early dawn
a passage from nightly quest
fleeting in our senses to no one there
stirring as though a waking child
passion cries in love despair
thinly veiled shame abruptly caught
angst wrought on wings
fly away fly
love sings to us
a sirens wail
a breath
a touch
a hearts desire
Copyright © Shaun Hull | Year Posted 2017
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