shallow breathing the days
in the space we occupy
ticking through time
until colors are brighter
the tastes, a bit sweeter
nights aren't as long
we wait.
the heart knows where it lives.
-l.w.
A few years ago one of my dear friends sent me this poem in a beautiful card. I can't get it out of my head. But, then again. Why would I want to? It's beauty in words. I felt the need to share it with you.
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