scenes of winter lament , written
for someone who left the womb too soon
Calling All Angels
Calling all angels
As this sunday transparently shatters
Low birth weight but so perfectly shaped
Last kiss kissed frozen in a thousand mirrorlakes
Inside her a fire burns your heart into ashy little flakes
Gone between darkness and wonder
All angels
Leaving the unknown dawn
Leaving the lonesome scenes of winters last storm
All angels calling
No footprint as she leaves
Gone with her is the palecoated thief
Ethereal was her fragile and unearthly being
Lord may you one day give her back to me
Someday please lord give her back to me
Poetry by Lourdes
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Written on 2007-04-20 at 17:10
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