A Crack in the Window
The sweetest breeze
squeezing through
a crack in the window,
letting nostagia flow
Sensualy within
a forgotton being.
Suddenly feeling
there may still be
a world beyond the pain.
Fingers imprint the dirt of yesterday,
pushing the glass,
opening the crack
a little way further,
To breathe the heady scents
into hidden spaces
squeezing through
a crack in the window,
letting nostagia flow
Sensualy within
a forgotton being.
Suddenly feeling
there may still be
a world beyond the pain.
Fingers imprint the dirt of yesterday,
pushing the glass,
opening the crack
a little way further,
To breathe the heady scents
into hidden spaces
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