Like a dove in the cleft of rocks
tranquilly enveloped
suffocated
with a slumber
assuaged by silence
beneath the breath
of crescent glow.
Catch her
Save her
Treasure her
you whom her soul desires
and let her be freed.
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Beautiful like the attached at. Really had to stop and meditate on the words.
You are kind, thank you. 🙂
Lovely! My hope has always been to treasure and protect…. someday I’ll be ready!
I’m positive you will! 🙂
Beautiful!
Thank you! 🙂
Completely amazing!
Thanks so much! 🙂