A quiet morning ride,
a setting moon across the western horizon,
one might imagine,
two soul
similar reaction to a skyline
perhaps in the silence of a drive
we could now realize
hearts are no longer isolated
everyone if they pay attention
will see the same
in the symbolic nature of life
as it were,
beyond the sweet echo
we could choose
to no longer,
a symbolic gesture …
recognize recall.
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Let your soul burn a flame in this world. Be damned to make a difference. ~ Jenna Noel~
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