Love in pieces

There is a comfortable silence between us,
A feeling no mere mortal could touch.
My heart aches with the love I feel for you.
Sweet grace whispers stay with me
Until the end of time.
We will love a little more,
Then pass it on and not wait until it’s too late.

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Submitted to Weekly Photo Challenge: “Show what One Love means to you.”
Each line of this poem is taken from a previous post of mine about love to create a Cento. From the Latin meaning “patchwork,” Cento is a form of poetry that incorporates lines from other poems.

Author: Tara R.

I believe all good fiction includes an element of truth, and all good photography includes an element of fantasy. In this journal I hope to give voice to the stories swirling around in my head, and to capture the images I see through my camera’s lens.

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