Persona Non Grata
Persona non grata so I sang beneath a
moonlight sonata.
A ghost-finger touched a quivering semi-tone note,
,your soul con-caved beneath that haunting,
longing, aching spirit!
So persona non grata my coattails in winter
snow!
:: ~ ::
Copyright © Ernest Robles | Year Posted 2016
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