Restored (a poem on love and sacrifice)

within counterfeit fibers of a petrified forest
are your sorrows weighed with silt,
swallowed by shadows of its own valley,
silenced beneath the porcelain surface
of a visage pristine. Banish them. Let your tears cathartic
burn these cheeks of mine. Scour them with scars
of an ancient past of an ache relived. Let me bear the dusk
until from the womb, emerged pure as
the morning dew, is our love renewed.

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