our mark




soft whispers
snow angles
open spaces
further away

and your hands
touching
as I watch
stars fall

we a making
stealing tears
hurt is our mark now

closer to you
as we reach
beyond numbered days



Poetry by kath
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Written on 2007-03-04 at 19:20

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Kathy Lockhart
Katherine your ability to translate feelings, moods, and images is superior. You do so in few words that brilliantly evoke the ambience of your heart.
2007-03-04