a place of just beyond ~

tornadoday

graceforgiveness trades
her mourning dress
for one without the lace
cotton thick as ivy
wrapped around
borrowed from a sister –
knew how much
a heart could hold
but left before
the winter came so cold
beholding to another
take my hand
I am yours

dance me to a place
of just beyond
acknowledgement of every sin
surrender to the fates –
we wrote on these
same sands
so long ago

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