domingo, 12 de abril de 2020

Anima

Like a man I know,
perhaps by mere chance
my hand would trace
and feel a beautiful warmth
in such a lovely place
it made noble sense
when I was told
that likely from times older than old
the home and the path
in the quest
for one's soul
lies in between and upon one's breast.

31/03/2020

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