basted glow

droplets of honey--
your words varnish
my waking mind,
coaxing me to
leave all, behind

gone, but ever remaining
never learning
held, ever close but
never belonging
cradled light - metaphed demise

on a spring morning
melting, paraffin wax;
now a shadow of a
hand, held tight
in the deep of night

Poetry by arquious The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2023-01-05 at 08:16

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josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
Very nice. The atmosphere of this encounter is warm and loving. Nostalgic.