Poem: Finding

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Finding

A rumpled bed in the morning light.
Soft conversation.
Touch.
More than skin, but souls,
broken and tarnished,
finding each other.

About this poem

The picture was taken at the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum, in Boston, Mass.

Tom

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