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for every touch
I’ve kept a few
much closer than the sorrow
divine within
I opened then
to something more
than light
lonely shadows
silent dance
closer to my song
baby steps
as stitches cling
piece to tender piece
longing prays
on dusty shelves –
folded soft to linen
forgotten not
the place I keep
my soul
dreamers wake
before the dawn –
and spin the sunlight
walking
wrapped in silken web
memories of night
. . .
tornadoday 
so fantastic and full of wondrous imagery
Each verse spins its own web of emotion and depth Bobbie…. this one really spoke to me …
“longing prays
on dusty shelves –
folded soft to linen
forgotten not
the place I keep
my soul”
So tender – so true – beautiful you! x RL
….subtle… graceful… and, so eloquent. Such a ‘light way’ to begin my morning! Thank you, dearest one.
By the way, is this captured through your lens? I fell in love with the shot at first glance 🙂