

The breeze remembers…
Two Voices,
One breath
And the ghost of joy;
A lingering blush…
Haunting a morning
That melts
In eternity’s embrace.


The breeze remembers…
Two Voices,
One breath
And the ghost of joy;
A lingering blush…
Haunting a morning
That melts
In eternity’s embrace.
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