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Trust. 9/2/2016

I walked with you yesterday

through fields of fears,

endless meadows blooming with doubt,

and we collapsed under a lone willow tree;

the weight of life on weakened shoulders;

the terror of time in our tear filled eyes.

The crickets chirped

as you took the questions from my tremoring  tongue.

The cage of our minds,

smashed  under the blanket of the stars.

Two becomes one

on chapped lips.

Sometimes letting go

is just a kiss.

-Thanks for reading and sharing your thoughts with me.

-Wishing you the brightest of days,Eva

” Me and the pen, we are one. If its ink would cease to flow, my ink would cease to flow.”



I am the author of and am currently working on a book of poems. To find out more check out my about me page as well as my page about my blog and welcome to the ink angels community.

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