buried land mines
in my heartscape.
how do I reach you?
love knows the way,
takes my hand.
old wounds throb.
my steps, petrified,
our meeting, doomed.
I smile, wintery.
Today
3 years ago
Thursday, November 03, 2011
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One of the best gems from your treasure.
ReplyDeleteI smile warmly...:)Your writings are such...they shower warmth all along...
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