A Prime Rose
The weakened soft thoughts lay humble
within future coats
a darkened past tracks scampered shines
forth a morning of immortal moved elements
it will bring away
a prime love can't be replaced
and thus it comes
a very open hide light of it's first sight
in pursued windows of no time
sun anyway goes down and hot as hell
by age
gray visions,left behind in desire,
revealed
delicious empty shades of dawns
filds or doors
just dusk doors
and spilled life only are
these present words
Copyright © Weightless Pen | Year Posted 2014
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