Fragility

​A slow morning ends in hours of rain
After thoughts of infinity and void
.
Lily and I have met again. It’s November
And I am bittersweet… I don’t want to reveal
What my eyes can hide so well
And hurt the fragile peace we’ve found,
But in my life of chaos
She’s the only feeling always unchanged
.
ML

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