on the passing

poems 1 Minute

©2023 michael raven

broken wood
we sat around
campfires, night
sky backdrop
haunted by memory
shades lingering
under our whispers,
lilies and remains

you leaned in
breath grey fog
secrets shared
as i drink it in
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