glimmer of silver
floats up the aisle
finally comes to rest
silent, not sleepy,
words reach the ceiling
secrets and dreams confessed.
Monday, February 01, 2010
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A collection of my poetry, usually written for the first time here. Love, confusion, and apologies are assembled here - all of those feelings that sometimes need to get out.
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