Le Poeme
Le Poeme
Monday, November 26, 2018
Elyse
She hasn't aged a bit
her face softly framed by mousy brown
that wise smile
why did I stay away so long?
my heart pours out to her
the abyss recedes
and the marbles roll in their orbit
a bit more slowly.
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