Tag: lies and illusion
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Singed Letters
Your letters, yellowed with time Are Now a brittle trellis carved By silverfish; Singed hearts they paint, Aflame with ochred love, They are. Can they capture gaps filling eons? Or test the hardy vine-like Chords that bind hearts, cleft in twain? **** Since time blurs gaze Words of love pale Like slow dying embers That…