Tuesday, July 1, 2025

The days of Bittersweet

The days of Bittersweet
My tree trunk and your vine
The false companionship 
Pearl strands were twisted twine

Encroaching on my limbs
Like bonsai wires that shape
To suck Life from me like
A raisin from a grape
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