As I fortuitously find myself falling
Like leaves pirouetting from interlocking branches above
My soul inaugurates and begins evolving,
Flourishing inner beauty and essence thereof
Days become shortened and nightfall lingers
Whilst the hymn of yearning flickers...
Fire ignites & plants in our hearts,
A riot of red and gold; unsheathing a colossal style of fine art
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amour pur (collection of love poems)
Poetry~Utterly pure love~ Inspired by those who have allowed me to experience what feels to be an unfathomable & boundless competence of human emotion or vehemence.
