Intersections

those last few days
together wove
captive moments

intersecting

those lucid dreams
your tender hands
knit the story

reflecting

those notes divine
raindrops glisten
span the silence

resounding

those expanding skies
imprint reflection
lingers time

abounding

this fragile glimpse
our tangled heart,
our tangled heart

fading.

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-Photography by Klaus Kampert