Nectar.
Like wax
softened by fire
melting doubt's angst
she remembers
moon's candle setting
fuse to passion
with each sip of heaven's
nectar they drank.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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That is the kind of memory worth careful storage for recall, Fay. The size of your write reflects a memory's quality.
The candle is already melting in your carefully selected picture...
all it takes is a few well-chosen and strategically placed words on an otherwise empty page .. like these & one can be transported anywhere with whomsoever and imagine almost anything .. Neville .. x
('shared Nectar', striking symbolism
for those choosing to share their life, wholeheartedly
and their choices yielding rewards of youthful zeal...)
what a lovely sentiment to word so relatable, dear Fay
thank you!
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