In the wrinkles of
A memory
In the remnants of
A dream
In the dimples of
A smile
Perhaps
You might trace
A careless strewn tear
A curious clod of grief
And then
Watch undid hands
Tie loose ends of
Something dead within
Something
Like a Broken
Human bond.
A nice one. Tugs away after the read. By the way, In the dimples of a smile.... does it ever give in to tears?
ReplyDeleteYes, thank you.
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