A Hundred Poems - Xl
THAT tear
I wish to be
so pure
a true drop-see
an innocent expression
so true conjured from me
made piece
sad apple bit
my heels burn in stiletto
but my dress falls neatly
a walk from here
to there
but ageless tears see
each frame-flash desire
numb-we my-soul-be
always
I wish a rain to dance in
just me and cloud-thunder
that only an
eye-God see
What I am inside always!
:: ~ ::
Copyright © Ernest Robles | Year Posted 2016
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