Our love - a collage of inexplicable events -
Hands touching,
without warning,
in a shower of rain.
Trevor John Karsavin Potter.
April 2nd. 2023.
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Buying incense by moonlight - The swiftly jostling crowds are all strangers. I walk slowly through the mulch Eyes tracking my footsteps beca...
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Poem 1. The trees are different today. The stark outlines have gone, and a few have pink ... -
Waiting for something Waiting for a sign - a warning A word A kiss A hug in the dark A promise of renewal Certainly not goodbye My dreams a...
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