enchanted, heart, poetry, tell me a story, tiny moments, tiny stories

3 a.m.

There is beauty to her darkness A night-time thing Lit up Beneath a moon strewn garden Of tangled roses and thyme A Cashmere Queen Stone still, she reigns Her once beating heart, silenced   There was another time Of windswept words that splashed like water To cool the burn that seared my skin   I […]

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