Sunday, June 12, 2022

Inspiration


A blank page, listens in silence,
At this midnight hour, before me.
What fire burns in me, to merge,
Unwritten ellipses of memory-
The promises your eyes gave
And the melodies my heart made-
As history, of gains and losses,
A signature, in black and white.

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