::: Broken Bubbles :::

He soaks in bubbles that
pop-pop almost silent
but to my naked ear
after that silent clear
I pray for peace in my soul
as he soaks in bubbles
frivolous and unconcerned
I lay back and with closed eyes
I see a broken soul
is that he I hold dear?
dear me, it’s only my broken bubbles

Written by: ~ T. Valens

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