i'll love like a field of flowers
all stepped on and reaching up
my hands seek
as aster slips t
hrough my
fingers
i wake in
the cold night
and no one is th
ere
© 2025 jude rigor
i'll love like a field of flowers
all stepped on and reaching up
my hands seek
as aster slips t
hrough my
fingers
i wake in
the cold night
and no one is th
ere
© 2025 jude rigor
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