Borrowed flow from river

borrowed

A vision, a fleck

achieved at the height

where moments were queued

to feel long after spasms

of words left unwritten

crawled back into existence

between heart, mind

to dwell for eternity

in a delicate place

that knows no distance

nor has no reason

to dazzle the senses

left behind

on this river bank.

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