#56 – Shells
25/09/2017
Together,
In each other’s arms,
And oblivious,
To the world around.
Immortalized,
Not crushed,
By a haphazard picture,
On a morning walk.
– – – – – –
Separate shelters,
Closeness,
Me and her…
– – – – – –
Love is fragile.
And we too can be crushed:
Ghosts past,
Stale, time-guarded fears,
Hurtful pent up words,
From old foreign worlds.
– – – – – –
I hope with age,
Fears have decayed,
Their power,
No longer capable,
Of harming me today…
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