Photography

Forever Autumn

Love
was trapped between
the kerfs
of what we said
and we meant.
Out of reach
yet visible.

We tried
to retrieve,
nevertheless,
what were kerfs
becoming abysses.

Then,
we let love go
and sighed
‘Now for us
it is forever autumn’

Categories: Photography, Very Short Poems

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