Never is a promise
Cold September
And
Never is a promise you say
Tears leave burnmarks
Ending where your words begin
A child is gone
Resting in
Silent memories
Down from the
Rooftop of my soul
Opal shaped rain falls softly
Wanting a home only but
Never is a promise you say
Tumbling through seasons
Hand in face
Ending transparent in
Winter
Opal shaped rain falling softly
Returning as white
Laments of my
Deep grief
Poetry by Emelén
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Written on 2006-08-10 at 16:25
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