The Day is Past

quiet haze surrounds

my pennyshine moment

cacophony of one

solitary embrace

drifting through

a drip of candescent rind

echoes of a

shattered consequence

meant for this day

even so i won’t relinquish

the violet dreams

echos in a promised flight

that lead me home to you

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