Journey through
time, space
evening is dawning
day is yawning
close those eyes
break the spell
that beautiful smell
keeps broken hearts
enchanted, mesmerised
without realisation
of their state
Night finally fell;
hearts stop, waste
space, and time
in no particular haste
decaying dying taste
Perspectives on Life, the Universe and Everything 
just beautiful!!!
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Many thanks 😊
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Wow amazing!
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Thank you so much 😊
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Wow!!! Excellent!!!!
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Many many thanks Lisa 😀
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Ah the Victoria Embankment. Know it well.
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Certainly 😊
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Or indeed know it well!
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That as well 😊
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This is the AB that I know. Your poetry always leaves me yearning to respond. Beautiful, my friend.
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AD very good to hear from you, it is indeed a pleasure to get your response, comments! I am humbled 😊
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Lovely, your words paint a beauty image in my mind that touches my soul. Only broken hearts can know especially when they have to let go.
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Beautiful heartfelt words! thank you so much 😊
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Reblogged this on O LADO ESCURO DA LUA.
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I like the photo but the article as well 🙂
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Many thanks
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