She Was a Poem
Trapped in the room
Her heart was travelling
To the utmost edge of the world
Following the stars
While she was painting
And writing poems
Genuine, shy, sweet poems
Pursuing essential
Truth and beauty
And she was a poem too
Copyright © Vesna Kovrlija | Year Posted 2012
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