snow falling




morphology

 

He  took her hand

And placed it on the wound

Peacefully

Pointing index finger on  his 

Youth

 

Now no birds were heard

Even hands were blind

Whispering through painted nails 

 

Your voice

Endingmemoryhere 

Asking with soft coils curling white _ you

Rotting red leaf  light as seed undressed





Poetry by EmelÚn The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2014-01-12 at 01:38

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Happy New Year to you too!
2014-01-12


Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
Exquisite, thank you

Elle x
2014-01-12