holding on we went
undisguised exploring
places we once knew
velvety fields of yes
waterfalls brilliant birds
the hollow of your throat
those hours broke our hearts
waiting in their midst
veering into darkness yet
again all is indistinguishable
you mending the frayed edges
of an encroaching forest
I kneeling on my flat rock
mindful of your progress
(c) 2020, by Hannah Six
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