Holding On

She held

between her fingers

endless longing

for days of roses

and sun-kissed love

sweet wine

on hilltops

beneath guardian shade trees

laughter and tickle fights

on the homemade quilt

near the lake

whispers between two

in the darkness of togetherness



January 2019

Ph-Eris Janek

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