A League of Our Own

I forego the formalities of friendship
getting straight to the point of ever-after
a taste for adventurous delight

Strangers not yet lovers
we join hands, circling an August moon
down passageways deeply embedded in the psyche
wearing welcomes with hand-over-heart
never grown on infertile grounds

Author: Emma Beane

"My history is still one of those mysteries I struggle with every day..." - [ebeane] ... All original works Copyright Emma Beane

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