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Empty Places

  • Writer: Yongle Voynich
    Yongle Voynich
  • Aug 30, 2024
  • 1 min read

Shivering, in silent spaces:

Subliminal sky, the open

Smile of simmering sun.

Ebb of birds, their lilting song’s


Caress guiles me, dear.


Swaddle my ears in cotton,

Candy notes swell to high noon:

Warm, on my eyelids, and croon.

Lingering, in empty places.


Relief finds me, here.

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