What Is Really
Light lives within a smilethe one you wore once as I slept
underneath a stand of evergreens
with boughs snow swept in waves of shivering
conceal what is not with what is really
found in time or worth the while
I wait the passing days are vessels bearing
spirits past the presents tearing blasts and gusts
lost in the darkest aisle,
Light lives within your smile...
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers

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Written on 2012-09-24 at 23:41




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