Floating feathers
One last time togetherOur hearts float on the wind like feathers.
You know it will all come to nothing
If we don't begin something.
My tears fall to the snow
My loneliness dark in the moons glow
Trying to catch the winds blow
Searching the feathers wishing I could go.
I shake my shadows to the floor
As your silhouette opens the door
Down from the doorway and in to my light
We rekindle the burnt embers of our life.
Poetry by Nige
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Written on 2009-07-18 at 15:24
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