radiance trees
corpuscle chronicler
muscle monocle
light ended tunnel
why Hope stayed behind
wiped Pandora's tears
daughter covens
of Electra and Antigone
come here to breathe Love
to breed the beauty
of uncertainty
that leaves fate
a choice to make
when we rake
fingers in the sands
stardust commands
no clans or bands
striking a chord
like thunderbolts
in sown discord
we plant our seeds
to bleed ourselves
free of walls
every tower fall
that happens upon me
is for a reason
for another season
of my life to turn
wet clay again
in the gravity spins
we celebrate as birthdays
or those sticker days
on the calendar
from across the room
EJR (c)
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