hour 17 prompt-image prompt

 

the dark hangs heavy

over the bridge this night

as shadows play

near dim pools of light

 

two distant silhouettes

distant enough that

were they to merge

they would embody affection

even to prejudiced eyes

that on closer inspection

would then reject it

and quote a definition

 

Love was never gender’s slave

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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