Loves Silhouette
At times deaths vale splits open
and shadows weave in and out.
Your presence dances past me
gently kissing my forehead.
Rushing air catches my breath
and I am filled with peace as
your silhouette passes by.
Written by Brenda Meier-Hans
11.08.2014
Nette Onclaud Contest
Silhouette of a Heptagonet
7th
Copyright © Brenda Meier-Hans | Year Posted 2014
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