We
burst
and
flower,
vine
and
entwine.
The
gentle
curves
of
your
half
-asleep
silhouette
as
I
pace
the
still
shadowy
side
of
the
room.
Willing
the
approaching
Dawn
away
from
our
window
with
all
of
my
Might.
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by Paul Tristram / March 26th, 2023
We
burst
and
flower,
vine
and
entwine.
The
gentle
curves
of
your
half
-asleep
silhouette
as
I
pace
the
still
shadowy
side
of
the
room.
Willing
the
approaching
Dawn
away
from
our
window
with
all
of
my
Might.
This article was posted on Sunday, March 26th, 2023 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.
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