~Rhymes~

 I wish the fruit

Of summer could always be fresh

And ripe

Blackberry and spinach salad

Blackberry wine

Memories comfort the shadows

 

you can write rhymes 

but you can't

write mine

 

Sometimes good intentions

Don’t come across

So well

 

 I’ll try to

 join you 

in the night

 

Something 

in your smile

you know

Pulls me

 

Full moon

When nothing

Is reserved

Light up

My darkness

Holds me

Together

In this

Strage

Sweet dream

 

I live for

Little moments

Like this

Lost

In silence

My heart 

is on the run 

Until it’s

found a home

 

If you don’t try

You look foolish

I will

Remember you

 

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