After the Fury
Brazen night winds crash brittle glass of our furious voices
Quieting down, we slowly climb inside eyes lit with dear splendor
A flood of kisses roam north to west of mouths--- drowning stars
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2012
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