Remembering all the layers,
A thousand days ago.
Steal your truth.
Without a whisper, without a smile,
Dissembled to the end.
Two relinquished souls.
I can’t help to scrutinize,
Your words of faith and chivalry.
I must confide with gentle haste,
Sad sentiment has slipped away.
I can spare this spent joy,
A refugee of no return.
copyright Es-tee Miller
“Do not let your heart shrivel… love’s shady bloom will send you bouquets of revelation and grace laced in shimmering ultimate”…Es-tee