Tear #poem

A swing between the colors of the night and dawn of hearts
(A twist of past through chambers of the mind)

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A swing between the colors of the night and dawn of hearts

(A twist of past through chambers of the mind)

healing the gaps of days

(filled with the memories of unloved life)

awaking sunrise in your eyes

crying the tear

falling into the sea

(the salty waves of earthly life conceived).

September, 2020

Images from #theblacksea

Music: ‘Immersed’ by Kevin MacLeod

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