Tag: metaphor

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A dream’s memory
Like the last leaf on the oak
Hanging by a thread.

When all else is still
With attention, shapes dance
A fleeting moment.

Season in and season out
Light by day and dark by night.

Only as the world sleeps, do I see
A face in the glass, staring at me.

Chance, as a coin tossed,

Ever a pair of outcomes

One hoped for, one dreaded

And when alone

Only temporary,

For it’s just a matter of time

Before it finds a hand to rest in.

Words shared in the dark

Learning and exploring

A long time coming.

Spice so tempting

Warms the body and mind

Heat of desire.