Rekindling A Flame

I miss Hannah
with the weight
of a thousand
suns, crawling out
of the deep
well of another
December home alone
watch your tone
when I come home
things will change.
For her, I
fell fast in
what we call
love even if
for the holidays
and nothing more
on her bedroom floor.

Twitter – @AC0040

(© 2022 AC)

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