I am the silk of the dew soaked web

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… the gentle calm
within
intrigues me
a chaos you knew would
exist,
quenched,
sated
by your words?
Or innocent intent…

… or is it that I find
your soul in the
mornings mist
embracing me
holding me
loving me
at my side
as it has been since
the start.

Karen Hayward ©2018
Image and words