Dancing in the Dark | 18. ⚜

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18. ⚜

I brushed a sliver of time
with my fingertips:
Goodbye old ways and loves.
What could compare to,
walking through, this place,
with you?
Carry me gently, wildly beyond
Into the sweeping hearts of We,
Where what was lost, is found-
A dance within a rose’s bloom,
The End of Destiny.

-LFE, Dancing in the Dark: poems from the night hours

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