fitheach

she was falling leaves & thunder

heart beyond her form

eyes of opium

spirit carved by storm

twitch of a cat’s whisker

water over rock

color in the green

the garden’s hollyhock

I hear her now

whisper from inside

I feel her heart beating

mine is amplified

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