Dirty Little Secrets

hearth made bright
outside the snow falls
like mana from heaven
late winter’s night,
are you near?

i dream of wild violets
under the summer stars
evergreen days
so far away
that life that was ours

i should be sleeping
walking the threads of Time
here in my mind
seeing your face
my spirit sighs

who can say
how it should be?
ten thousand moons
for one night in heaven,
we have it all

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