Moistened rivulets upon flushed cheeks
sculpt betrayal of a shrouded scar.
A heart immured, a spirit stilled,
ladened fetters from afar.
Free her from these vines that bind,
renew her with each embrace.
Let the wounds that scathed of yesterday
become kindling for a love engraced.
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Wow this is really deep
beautiful and thank you for following me I love the lay out on your site!
Hi Phoebe! Thanks for following. By the way, your poetry and spoken word are amazing!
Thanks so much! And it’s nice to meet you. 🙂
This touched my heart. Thank you Phoebe.
Love ❤️
Beautiful!
Lovely poem dear.
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BY FOR NOW
Thank you. Hope you are well! 🙂
Your welcome dear, ya I’m doing alright thanks for asking. 😀
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BY FOR NOW
Beautiful
Thank you kindly 🙂
Very comforting! Thanks!
Thank you for reading 🙂
Perfect…
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Wonderful
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Beautifully said
simply gorgeous
Beautifully said………….your poetry ALWAYS touches those who read it……….
Hugs, Pam
Hugs!! 💙💙
Amen…
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