“I lift my lids and all is born again…” | In Response

by ThisIsShe|Mags

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I lift my lids and all is born again…

I sing to fit into notes –

letters of stories I have yet to forget.

Yes, I lift my eyes and paint your breath.

Wet with pigments of paper-made memories;

I write your name with brittle brushes

left to dry

in a room with little light.

Can I stay in slumber against you

once more my love?

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#Kaafiyamilaao

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