__________
_then I saw you
Entombed in every forgotten shade
_as your hand gently clutched mine
Mother you wrote
_with my finger in sand
Evoking my howl
_calling you so loud it became silence
L was once the beginning of your name
_my throat still holds on to it
Eclipsing earth with the sound
_heard in every beautiful thing
Now only an echo of your eyes smiling
Poetry by Emelén
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Written on 2006-07-28 at 01:07
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