for Fanny


At water’s edge tonight
I make a promise
with a lilt in my voice
that only you fully hear

The near black clarity
of this surface softens me
to pick up a pen
to draw a map through
these catacombs

You know it well
you see these circles
every day

Author: tendrilwise

Hi, I have a diploma in Journalism, I've published a novel, and I am currently studying psychology. My odd way of viewing the world either gets me kicked out of parties or invited to them. Jenn McKay

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