A hint of history
time’s union
wafting
a lovely
steam dance
a lonely echo
entrenches
the heart thuds
to the floor
the dark past
envelops
memory’s curse –
I am stranded
at day one
again.

A hint of history
time’s union
wafting
a lovely
steam dance
a lonely echo
entrenches
the heart thuds
to the floor
the dark past
envelops
memory’s curse –
I am stranded
at day one
again.