The Opening

“What dreams may come,”
said hope to love,
“when it is realized,
we were never meant to be held.”

I used to hold love like hope in the jars of my heart
— as if it might escape,
find a way out
— as if it might not choose me…
as if it needed protection, so as not to crack

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Writer, Creator, & Mystic, & Lover of words. ❤️ I write to change the world, loving by faith, not sight.

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