On the Iceberg
Saša Milivojev - ON THE ICEBERG
Perfection in feathers
A halo caught in black hair
My penitence eternal
As fear turns me
Into dust
My heart snaps
Like guitar strings
The body is not a body
As she won’t say
She also longs
To melt on the iceberg
Saša Milivojev
www.sasamilivojev.com
Copyright © Sasa Milivojev | Year Posted 2019
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