tulips grow
candle light
a twist of night
lying in the below zero
numb dreams
spreading
you in familliar places
turning cards
looking behind mirrors
in hindsight
gestures forsaken
I asking for forgivness
loosing touch with words
beloved traces
in an aftermath
tulips grow here
in the soil of loss
Poetry by kath
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Written on 2007-02-13 at 19:35
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