Twine Of A Lover Poem by Tajma Hall

Twine Of A Lover



lover
in battle or height
the ground is cover
the rain slight
love is a chance
a glance at forever

atop a brink
the thirst I adore
climb in a glass
are we more
for we bask
in our major affections

no need of bread
we fall to the ground
the world instead
you are my mound
the earth I burrow

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