A Meeting of Minds

With miles between

And decades apart

Her words were the first

To touch my heart,

At last the key

To open the door,

The flood gate,

The dungeon,

My mind

And more.

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To cut the chains

Restricting flight,

Releasing fears

Into the night,

The master alchemist,

The blend refined,

Within her words

Myself entwined.

© Emma J Jaques

For Zydha