Friday.
Petals
open
radiant
beauty shone.
I
was beholding
sounds
quietly breathing.
Shook
to my core,
I
held onto you there.
Ragged
the voice,
I
struggled to speak.
If
I could have,
I
would have said,
I
love you more,
than
these tiny words convey...
'N'
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