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temperance
the worst of my actions
are caught up in words
in past and future tenses
in a voice left unheard
where is connection
in a space of projection
when all that you dislike
is the core of your strife
the extent of my love
can only connect above
into an ether far away
the source all untemporary
I’ll also connect beneath
at the core far underneath
where some feel a shadow
is the dichotomy of light
in all spaces love takes flight
hear my heart’s light and sorrow
have me hold yours until ‘morrow
until temperance tears away
the presence of today

© Moonburnt