The Dirt Amends. #Poetry

i’ve walked for days this wayward path

loving every minute we are apart

as if the final testament of our depart

will belie the torch carried 

in friction and salt.

bones dried ready for mort 

buried treasures, your hidden heart

gold ungirthed despite the fault

uncinched, unsettled 

from knot to knot 

to breathe, to relieve into the winds,

settling the dust,

the dirt amends.

©Jay Mora-Shihadeh

Photo by Gabriel Jimenez on Unsplash

#Micropoetry #Love #Relationships #Longing

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  1. Not that you should travel more often to the dark side of the moon, Jay, but you do return with some fantastic writing. This is beautifully written–words chosen so well that they not only convey a deeply personal and enduring meaning, but just sound very good together. Would you mind if I shared this one with others?

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