in abyss
I flew…a sigh…water-
fall, I’m trying recall
the valley, sunlight
drifted in slits
musical beats
as patches,
the singer’s hand
frivolously touching strings,
the tale of not return,
the sound of
angel wings…
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Such a tale one may not want until the end has come
ReplyDeleteA tale well imagined.. Enjoyed.
ReplyDeleteThank you!
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ReplyDeletewell done.
a good bingle.
ReplyDeleteYes, I enjoy tales, and this is soul deep! Lovely images, reading along too.
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