Into Darkness

Weightless, almost, in her hallway,
Waiting by a window, watching
Evening's lovely dying light, my
Heart afire, like the sky; her head
Appears; alas, just it. She says she
Cannot come, and, quickly, heaviness
Returns to me. I look toward the
Window, but the light has gone.
It's night.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2010-01-28 at 21:19

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