No. 071December 5, 2024
The Soft Brush
How special it is when you find the
unexpected
vessel that awakens the dormant passion
In another.
Her face alights with joy
or bursts into tears, in perfect balance
within its confines.
The reflection, a reminder
of what used to course within you—
beautiful eruptions that awoke your soul.
The search begins with that soft brush of
memory.
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