How did it come to be?
Two strangers growing stranger
Rooting and growing under the same tree
Where both souls are endangered
What fruit did we eat?
That put our life in danger
Eyes that see and tongues that never speak
But love that tames our nature
Give me seed
Not a glacier
Walk with me
For the remainder
© Delia Ross. 2019
Wow! This is beautiful and tragically sad at the same time,
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My life is a Shakespearean tragedy
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That makes my heart sad… though there is still beauty in it. I’m glad you are at least able to make some gorgeous art within it.
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I died a long time ago. Every now and then Lu pokes me awake.
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