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Dark Cupboard

I’m in a cupboard, peeking into the light.

If you looked, you’d see my eye,

and I’d see you.

All of you.

Even your well worn Volleys.

Especially those.

White.

(Not so white at all.)

I’d smile, but you’d not know it.

All you’d see is my eye, remember this.

Here, in this cupboard, it is warm.

It is warm,

and I see you.

I always did see you.

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By brookecutler2

Liver of life, lover of everything. 💕

2 replies on “Dark Cupboard”

Oh!!! That is absolutely beautiful. I’m so glad, and what a lovely compliment. Goes straight to my soul that one. Thank you. ❤️☺️

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