Draw The Curtains

Skin that fades in the grey room
But still the sheets are whiter
Suddenly they almost glow
When someone draw the curtains


The sun warms up cold hands
And the skin dances with joy
It lights up pale eyes
Spring has walked into the room


For this day has been awaited
When light once again shines
And smiles are easy
In the house that holds old joys

And a new spring on a monday morning

Poetry by Cr4Ky
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Written on 2010-03-03 at 14:43

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