Musings/writings from an old notebook…unedited…

Regardless of time and space,

My soul would search out yours,

Dimensions, parallel or altered would not stop me,

From finding your love and warm embrace- Freeman, L.

The scars on my heart,

Both fresh and old,

Shimmer in the moonlight,

Like banners of old.

Battles a’plenty my heart has seen,

Love, divorce, of warring dreams- Freeman, L.

Looming clouds of black,

Lingers over Memphis,

Like the shroud of death,

Saffron leaves hang off limbs in stark contrast,

To the impenetrable covering of my heart,

The pale glimmer of hope faded,

Like the leaves of Memphis- Freeman, L.

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