Wednesday, 11 January 2023

Beneath The Blue


Beneath the blue,

Between blooms: a breath.

She begins to believe

Like before,


Every wish fell out of the sky,

Star hot

Like angels,

And left her 

In a golden smile moment,


It is as if true love could follow.



(Fridge poems) 11.01.2019

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