a
jar
of silent words
nestled
at my heart
into my fragile
nocturnes
holding me
in their arms
*
time melts love
where memories
rise
wrapped
in slippery time
**
sketches
we compose
become erased
no right to bleed
as I write
your name
in the sand
***
we
simply
proceed…
©AvdL 2014
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SEAT OF MY SOUL 
September 25, 2014 at 2:42 am
Such powerful emotions in both the poem and the video…life stories told with such artistry.