Praying
It was just yesterday,
his love was a quiet smile,
embracing the faith, the sigh,
like a heart who can see,
past the ugly in me,
through the expanse of shadows,
pouring over my naked palms,
awakening dreams in a heart,
who is silent,
yet unburdened of doubts,
when will he see…
beneath the worries, the fears,
beyond the softest tears,
where there is a flow, liquid...
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