When muse fades
behind thick, dark clouds
I am silenced with uncertainty
chasing melted memories
of being lost and found
by exquisite glances
that poured between us
a vivid unspoken dialogue,
now just ghost words
in restless dreams
uncaptured by pen on paper
without wayfinding moonlight
peaceof8 
🙂
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Thank you Tim❤️
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Nice poem, I should be reading more of these.
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