Mothwings

Last night mothwings
On my windowsill
Told me somethings
Are and always will
Come home to me it's been so long
No pardoning the right for wrong
The way she sings
I want you still
The river rrrings
Last night mothwings
On my windowsill
Sang her soft hair long as light
Takes me somewhere high and bright
Shows me all things was and when
I am lost without her then
The morning discs skipping blue
Waves of wander falling through
Tells me somethings
On my windowsill
Last night mothwings
Are and always will



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2015-01-14 at 05:52

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