As I close my eyes I nearly hear your voice

crumble down from despair. “I Am frightened

for what not will come.” Have me, as I sit, down

at the edge of the sky. To wear your tears in my hands,

from silk, and to as I lure to a world within one prayer.

Let our hands meet in the middle as one pair. Ame perdue,

to you I say; “Have me not as whom I am.”

Feel thee heart of every false man, from a thought

I belong to one mirror as I reflect my soul

from the known history.

You are no more,

no less,

than a mystery.

Do you want to “Help a brother out” please check out the next link; “JJ-stache” As love is a mystery felt by your heart we need to support one another. Do not feel obligated to do so, just have fun. I Want to thank everyone for taking their time to read my work!

With much love & inspiration written by me,

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22 thoughts on “‘Perdue,

      1. Me too!! No idea what happened there. Seems you’ve continued to be nothing in excellent in my absence! 😊

        All as good as it can be with me – still as dark and bitter as always. Muting much chances round here 😉😁🖤

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      2. Haahha well, Thank you very much. I do the best I can to survive. Life and blogwise ☺️

        Good to know all is good. Ahahha never lose you dark and bitter thoughts😏 take care of yourself,friend ☺️

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  1. “Let our hands meet in the middle as one pair. Ame perdue,

    to you I say; “Have me not as whom I am.”

    This mysterious line, I fell for it in a thousand tiny ways!!!

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