Shining threads
A collection of poetry from the past few years for your pleasure.
Shining threads
Monday, 9 November 2015
Re-arranging the air
Re-arranging the air, with my breath,
so her stare, one of death,
doesn't cut me & my eyes
her eyes
yes
soften.
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