Wellspring

Your glance, risen
Cast up towards my gaze.
An amber flame

Your soul
drawn from furtive streams
cold and forgotten
amongst rippled earth

Your countenance
carved by the sun,
the well of your soul
poured from the moon’s castings

A passing vision.

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