• weavingstories 5w

    The wave returns everything
    Bliss met her on the place she lost it

    Tattered heart was mended with silver
    Dried daffodils birthed on her nerves
    wild and bright
    Manicured feet felt happily tanned
    Swollen silky skin wrinkled and wise
    Coloured tresses brightened with greys

    So she stopped waiting
    Practiced embracing.


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