Epiphany in August.
Something about love.
In the late of summer the energy was on high,
A tap to my shoulder caught me by sure surprise.
A gentle voice a familiar stare.
The type of kindness that is so rare.
The comfort in the thought
Given of grace
1 month later that same parking lot
We shared our first kiss such a divine and pure taste.
I have never met someone so passionately insane
Let alone loved them to death
I wish I could have taken a walk through that brain
To know the purpose of your outbursts the sorrow and its depth.
I can't compare any to that late August dream
But to me we were endless and I could have never foreseen
The darkness we fell to, has taken much stronger down than us
We parted thats true
But what we share is enough.
Late summer lover when will I ever know
The extent of true love
Or why it comes in so fast and but slow to let go.
-Teresa Landreth
Spokane WA. 🇺🇸
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Teresa Landreth
All bark. All bite.
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