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I believe again
rising through the ashes of your heart
a tiny spark of hope
a little flame defies my winter
I feel again
the warmth of a summer evening
the kind rain that stops my thirst at night
all that was you
all that was me
no more than a pair of dewdrops
dripping on the same rock
and yet
your light plays with my shadows
evaporating sorrow
I open my eyes welcoming you
Simple and soft
your song to my lips
I start to remember
what it means to love
Slowly, healing
I believe again
This is a lovely poem Yiota
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dripping on the same rock" is beautiful.
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Thank you, @Twigger :)
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