downward I drift...
the loneliest leaf on the tree.
slim-
is the Hope
that arms shall catch me.
winds,
blow soft...
tossing
my Dreams.
the dark Earth waits;
courteously,
makes a space...
whispering-
"just in case"
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Simple Sorrows
PoetryCome fly with me- Such Sorrows within. Come Die with me- The Sanguine Sin Will learn you how to live, Again... -just remember, as you're preparing to leave... ...breathe...- My shorter poems will be in this collection. NOTE- these (and my other po...
