Breaking bread
Last after first toast

Spoken in the dark are the left behind we leave until the next bite until only bark We wake to retrieve
A mate or bone bones buried until once again all ruins call all courage to embrace all glory
a dream lit by day until that dream dissipates to night gal then break as we grow from glow to less and less we remember so know
A stagger even beyond all odds now found to once again free a woman and man from a there What binding to nothing renewed bound
internally carved rings of exchange equal
a symbomology if deeper than trust now forgiven uncaged a free dove to find another rose with her equal exchange
locks returned to the length of her capture now one after internal rapture
released are he and she from the imprint of mates before times divide now forever lost after

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Absolutely love this, such a train of thought, got me reading it over and over. Smashing write Matt. Kind regards. The Fish of the Sea