take my hand and climb with me…

sixty three degrees: ‘the promise never broken…’

Here I Am ~ Emmylou Harris

sixty three

Bound by inglorious destiny, Tristram and Iseult. Fate formed, then rent apart. But death reforms, the real. A common grave, grows a tree. Twin flesh, love. Thrive as one, burgeoning heart. Of wood. New life, ever green. As we.

I am in the blood of your heart…

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