QED

poesy

the dormant fire

love pangs are dormant as I

recline in wonderous hope

of a future blessed with gifts from afar.

the sun parts the skies full of misty grey

as the doves mingle with their beaks risen high

towards a peace only they bestow

on those facing discontent

 healed in due time….

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