the image parchment thin now.
You supplied words for my silences,
incandescent pearls in a long tunnel;
The night of the howling babies,
mothers weeping in their pillows.
You walked beside me as I described
my baby’s look, her dark shining eyes;
you whispered, ‘Eternity’.
incandescent pearls in a long tunnel;
The night of the howling babies,
mothers weeping in their pillows.
You walked beside me as I described
my baby’s look, her dark shining eyes;
you whispered, ‘Eternity’.
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