Remains of An Ache
The moon will fade and reset a new day,
but Springtime's rebirth blooms
to remind soil of morn;
when amethyst fields from my window's glass
kissed our wounds in swift depart
leaving abiding ache.
Contest for Through My Window
troy greece dated 1/21/14
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