Ivory Rose
Me, falling asleep
found you, ivory rose
in deepest sleep,
cut off,
and suddenly lost colour,
carried away
through willow undergrowth,
defenceless in the rain.
The ivory rose were you,
floating away from thoughts
in lonely passage of clouds.
A solitary song,
the early twilight,
quickly awaking
as if in feverish dreams.
The ivory rose,
vanished,
lost in the early day
like flight of birds.
Copyright © Gert W. Knop | Year Posted 2009
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