chilled in the shadows

overhang of looming doom

weary of buffeting

by whipping winds of change

they flounder off course

clashing in the thrashing

covenance smashing

post the grappling

with issues weighty

they tranquilize

feinting phantoms


tentacled disquietude

with fearsome friction

as souls collide

crash, meld



of satiated breath

abated consternation

tether each other

to the solidity

radiance of now

sole to sole

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