Write~
A sky so blue turns to grayChange so slight at first appears
Notes of night draw covers over day's
Light,
Bright leaves rain into harmonies of sleep and dreams
Arrive whispering secret trains of thought sparks glow on warm tracks
Mark lipstick kisses on softening planes and valleys of skin
Breath mingles with breath, sweet as love, close as death to dance
While two angels like gods play;
Write~
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2016-10-02 at 23:14
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