Entangled

A Poem by Botania

vine so dearly

grown so clearly

above my head and on it's own

vines above and vines below

make bound this heart

where nothing's owned

vines do shadow

growing still

up and over to the sill

ever reaching, then beseeching

remaining faithful as love will

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Added on February 3, 2015
Last Updated on February 3, 2015

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