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“Rippling Shadows”

 I found your words resting on a pagewritten in that slim stylish hand,the book, a gift I think?Not significant to utter or to make worthy of printI studied them closely…I loved you as the sun glints its ripplingshadows as they spill across my bedroom wall...

“If I Could”

If I could let you go as a flower lets its petals fall one by one when life is finished, unfettered, unbinding, unattached, what a release that would be. If I could one by one let loose these ties between us let them fall and float to safely keep, and so to live...