Evening…

 
EVENING…

is a shroud
where we always laugh
and dream. Love
lies buried…
it’s shared, but not divided
o’er time and distance.

2014-03-18
P. Wanken

 

 
Written in response to Creative Bloomings Prompt #146: “Line Please”

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