Written, February 15, 2024 Poetry/Verse/dream of lost love Copyright Protected, ID 02-1623-632-15 All Rights Reserved, 2024, Constance La France
In dreams, I float with hair filigree searching for him but he is sleeping, his dark eyes closed, yet, he pulls me to him bruising my lips, and whispering. I stroke his engraved name in stone, remembering, loving him still in death.
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