thin lines
orange and gold
colours of you
as morning leaves
lilac buds
soft skin as I touch
a breath away
guided tours
trains leaving
stations unknown
messages in my phone
guelder-rose
a word I picture now
thin lines holding pressure back
questiones leaving me
made up of love
guilded and shining
Poetry by kath
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Written on 2007-04-21 at 06:28
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