just some little bits that came into my mind today…
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tiny fingers tangle pressing
spark my soul, so tracing lines.
the warm, soft press of her glad face
speaks a silent choice to mine.
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As the house burns
Friendships deepen,
and sad hearts gladly reconcile.
In ash, love bares it’s soul intention
and bravely dares to smile.
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Be with me, my
little writer
wrestle angels, daybreak waits.
Kiss a promise
whisper fervent
lure the fool who needs no bait.
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