In reply to a poem that my fiance wrote. -8th November 2016.


Take me to a memory;
The catacomb,
The curse.
Show me how I lived
And survived.
You can dance with me
To the precipice,
Push me
To the silent edges.
We shall just fly.

Poetry by John Ashleigh
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Written on 2016-11-08 at 01:12

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Kathy Lockhart
John, this moves me inside my heart, my soul, my mind. Memories wash over me. Oh, how I want to fly away!

arquious The PoetBay support member heart!
For those who have been there before,
we've been soaring in flight, ever since!
Just beautiful! Rick