Today the sky
matched your eyes.
And walking a delicate line
between now and then
in this space of
anger cleansed,
soul on the mend,
memories take hold,
breaking me slowly
into beautiful shards
that shine like ice blue
winter skies
that light and ignite
the bitter and bright,
and the wrong and right
memory of your love.
1 comment:
Hey Athena, just found your Blogspot (and Blogrolled it on both mind).
These short poems are really special! I've see the longer ones on the WC, but I just thought I'd say these are just as good. Love ice blue!
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