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Lichen
I was just bones,
Dry, cracked and sun-scorched in the dusty Earth.
Your love crept around my remains,
Like lichen on bark, cradling every exposed inch in mottled hues of muted greens and cream.
© Amelia Tuson
Dry, cracked and sun-scorched in the dusty Earth.
Your love crept around my remains,
Like lichen on bark, cradling every exposed inch in mottled hues of muted greens and cream.
© Amelia Tuson
