furtive – sonnet

my shadow cradled in your longing gaze endures with gratitude the lashing blink that fractures its translucent glassy haze dissolving it in teary salty ink. your eyes i feel, when guided by my prints they gently trace the path i took and take, though often farness’ vitriolic splints sink deep, inveigling you to all forsake. … Continue reading

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