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dare I now
to close my eyes –
illusions of the same
somewhere
there
a whisper
of my name
falls around
as mystery
I never could concede
to know the ways
to home –
and back to me
hands to reach
a kiss just so
who am I to tell –
the taking from the leaving
when both
have fit me
well
a sky this blue
another gave
one day –
from all the rest
to know of truth
I carried –
a blessing
unconfessed
eases now
as once I knew
the touch
of letting go –
hands were reaching
softly –
eyes were open
closed
. . .
tornadoday 
can I have this one?
I had to catch my breath as I read it over and again
you spin and weave magick within
each word to line…perfect every time…
I love this in case you didn’t notice 😉
Love to you Bobbie….
Take Care…You Matter….
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just me…breathing
You may……….. Surely, it was already yours Maryrose………… Always, love finds you true. ~ Ever love, Bobbie
It is certainly so very beautiful, and embracing. It makes so many lovely thoughts to come alive within! It is always a blessing to breathe in your words and have them stay awhile. Awesome B!
……..to sit within the solace that is life……….. Thank you, my precious Wendell. Your words are a blessing to my heart. ~ Love, Bobbie
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