My time ribbon expands.
The gates are open but closing at hand.
Quickly into the night.
And no consequences shall follow.
Blessed, blind union,
Was I left behind?
Saturate your soil with your common indiscretion.
Jan 17, 2023
Crimson & Azure
About This Poem
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Woah
Excellent job young poet. Really impressive.
Tim
hello,
and...I agree with Tim
*hugs, Cat