"Everyday in every way I’m getting better and better" - Emile Coue
Thursday, November 15, 2018
Winter's first kiss
You arrive - first dance - Shower of crystals - magical - Yet, a kiss of death On fallen leaves, yellowed frail Throats of birds are silent - black - ~0~0~ The sky keeps greying Over your relentless crossing- Make my words a flint Hungry for air and roses Longing for lips petalled by rain Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - OpenLinkNight - Hosted by Frank Hubeny. Join us when the pub door opens at 3pm EST.