Our street, our story

Our street, our story

See? This tale was not made for just us two.
Like morning’s tender caress on flowers unfurled,
or the persistent march of summer clouds high above a sea of blue,
our stories were crafted to be brief and our fire within a fervent memory,
and these our amaranthine devotions to a quest we’ll never finish.




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2 responses to “Our street, our story

  1. Blaine Verley

    Beautiful – on every level!

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