A place, intensified by love,
A house, lit like fisherman’s lantern
Swinging in a dark sea
By a parade of stars,
Calm cooing of the doves,
A place where grief is sharp junction
Of history and memory.
2A place, intensified by love,
A house, lit like fisherman’s lantern
Swinging in a dark sea
By a parade of stars,
Calm cooing of the doves,
A place where grief is sharp junction
Of history and memory.
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So eloquent and intimate. Great job.
Thank you so much