Nest In Death

So… now, on to the quiet rest,

In death I’ll make a lover’s nest.

Warm, black shrouds to crown,

The mantle of life laid down.

In the passing of spark to ember,

Dancing souls, gone forever.

© K.N.Liddington

 

 

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