mornings of breathing

afternoons of warmth

nights of beautiful scars

eyes seeing each blinking star.

They are you reminding me

to continue believing

that life has not ceased

instead taken an extended vacation

to prepare our bed

to breathe in, warm

to kiss away our beautiful scars.

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  1. January 27, 2019 at 2:27 pm

    when even breathing is hard…to look up and and find a touch of hope 🌷
    And a beautiful rose 💫

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