The road ran past
yet we just walked
keeping pace
And where the river ran
we took the curves
hand in hand
When blood ran cold
through all your veins
I froze
Only my paints still run
portraits of you
abstraction
Its Open Link Night @ dVerse where anything goes but Sanaa offers a line from Edna St Vincent Millay: “There was a road ran past our house, too lovely to explore.” as optional mini prompt option to help set our poems in motion – despite the quote, this one took its own direction
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