Milk
MILK
milk like lit candle
ascending
the dark victorian stairs
ethereal
ascension of an angel
liquid
coats the throat of intended
beams
of light shoot out through her eyes
spiritual
duet of contradiction
darkness
and innocence meet in stare
penetrating
deep into each other’s soul
diluting
the contrast of dark and light
shadows
that keep them apart
7/19/2017
Strand’s Mid-Summer Standard Contest
1st Place
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2017
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