Dateless

Dates mean nothing. The poems are just ordered as I please. I believe I still have a mostly accurate account of dates elsewhere.

Monday, May 27, 2024

"Arc"

  Arc

I wander down the the arc of time 

Each heartbeat rhythm to a rhyme

A riddle ringing through it all the while

The answer hidden in the depths of smile

The pulse of life beats wings upon the skies

We both achieve the arc, the wings let fly

As we gaze into other's eyes


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