One Hope

To my belated reading of what I adore
Editing not even started, love affording nor

Without a dove
One hope
Don't doubt it
Does a pillow filled with light not tear
Or time untogether be not shared?

And of the loaming had it spent the sun before?

The final flower
That owns
One hope
Has a roof below a ceiling where we ought to go?
All will be revealed when you start to know

Without a dove
One hope
Don't doubt it
Does a willow truly spеll despair
Or love in its essеnce be declared?