落花流水

「 2025 」

Chives

Posted at # poem

among chives and soft pearls,

you’re the brightest, my love.

your eyes, your voice,

the crinkle of your nose when you smile…

you’re heaven sent, i swear.

alas.

the winds of fate blow us to

paths that will never cross again

i’m thankful, oh so

thankful that you

are you

and only you