a fragile strand
straight from my soul
still stretches out to thee
tattered by wind
and sleepless nights
it’s your only path to me
lush with love
and silken breath
the strand’s defeated time
enthralled by web
a haunted chill
your memory is mine
by Felicia Lujan
8.11.2017
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My Voyage Through Time 
August 12, 2017 at 9:02 am
Beautiful, Felicia.
August 12, 2017 at 7:10 pm
Thank you lady. 🙂