White Night
Iridescent cellar of midnight opens
Where waterfall’s hair ripples down -
Glossy locks splashing my face
To rinse past’s unsolved omissions –
Evening ivory bathing new promises.
Copyright © Lyva Marty | Year Posted 2017
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