It comes unbidden,
Lips pressed to a cool pane of glass,
Eyes cast up to catch a glint of sunshine,
It is hope in all it's glory,
A rainbow at the end of a dark lane,
The touch of a feather against a weary brow,
It flickers bravely like an untended flame,
But once this fire starts it is hard to stop the blaze,
blackrose02
Lips pressed to a cool pane of glass,
Eyes cast up to catch a glint of sunshine,
It is hope in all it's glory,
A rainbow at the end of a dark lane,
The touch of a feather against a weary brow,
It flickers bravely like an untended flame,
But once this fire starts it is hard to stop the blaze,
blackrose02
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