The drip of grace My parched mouth Has been mummified In a gaping For eons… My eyes fail to blink Across day and night… Lest I miss the precious moment When the grace shyly drips… Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)MoreClick to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Click to share on Telegram (Opens in new window) Tags: grace, parched, shy
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