Reflections

Light painting patterns.
Flowers on the table.
Tea in hand,
Pages turning.
The prospect of joy.
Love waiting to be caught.
You. Only you.

Dark weaving shadows.
Moonlight beckons.
Silence floats,
Leaves falling.
The turning of pain.
Words scattered by touch.
You. Only you.

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