She waits.
Starlight
appears
now. Then
she cries
softly
alone.
Chagall 2016
Tag Archive: tears
She wipes her tears away
a soft fold of white tat
lace doesn’t daub well
merely smears the sadness
she feels, has always felt
She’d rather it rain down
blow a hole inside her soul
hollow out the echoes once again
blues – nothing but blues wash her
away to find lost paradise
Chagall 2016
The hot water of the shower spray
feels great on her face, after
an all-night cry
Who knew such
a recurring but
fleeting thought
could provoke so
many tears?
Under the mist
she promises
herself today
will be no different
Chagall 2016
Her tears
in moonlight
Mercury atop
cocoa velvet
Chagall 2016
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