Matins Poem by jackilton peachum

Matins



Morning and evening thoughts:
the necklace of morning,
night-jeweled,
a silver bracelet on the grass.
Dawn's fire found us
together in the one long bed,
and the night stars
a continent apart.

Saturday, September 7, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: love,love lost,nostalgia
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love lost & remembered
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