Month: January 2024

abyss

∴ in the teacup’s gentle warmth, memories begin to stir,
a quiet awakening, a soft, silent whir ·
time becomes a playground, a space to retrieve,
lost fragments in my mind’s introspective drift, has it all been make-believe?

a potion of healing, a remedy divine ·
a journey within, through the kaleidoscope of time ·
across frost-stinging gales and icy abyss,
Rosemary’s essence, a remedy that won’t miss ∴

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