Blue Moon PassingA Poem by John Sullivanblue moon passing a field for thrashing a time for fasting no more two hearts asking sorrows collapsing voices singing from a score it's love's tasking feelings lasting like grains of sand amassing on a shore razor blade lines mapping tattooed wrists contrasting a feeling that shakes me to my core wit and wisdom and all such trappings all my fears relaxing her heart a bridge surpassing the river of our distance and all our wars what is what will be and all things everlasting scratch the surface of all the things I'm still lacking and embrace all that the future has in store
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Added on September 16, 2024 Last Updated on September 16, 2024 Author
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