The soul has much to say
Not enough sun...
Numbered days
devoted
to bottling
the impossible
Encasing
defining moments
one glass veil
at a time
Invisible armor
that has endured
insidious storms
and slippery hands
Absent minded sojourner
am I
Never occurred
to me
that I would
one day
break the seal
of my dreams
Perfectly
preserved
heart
and soul
All that
was needed
was a reason
from above
Poetic
protocol?
Lyrical
discipline?
Not here
not now
Life
and love
so exquisitely
abstract
It's okay
to color
outside
the lines
The most beautiful
of Cherubs
has opened
my eyes
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Not enough sun...
Not enough sun...
