becciseaborne

Beneath our tread
At depth embed
My own roots’ roots
Spring eternal shoots

Where souls are wed
Trace single thread
Of heartsreach place
Seen in true face

Yet hungry fate
Will attenuate
Lifelong bloom
Through distance’ gloom

Way now unclear
Bring your essence near
Journey as we began
Feel my hand

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