“Crimson Strings”

Bring me sundown

over the mountain

and through the

clouds I see.

Lock the door

to the day,

tied crimson strings

turn the key.

Wake up again

and cut the

knot that hides

all hope away.

Spread your wings

newborn heavenly traveler,

broken crimson strings

hold no more.

 

-bb

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