Watercolor Puddles MAG

By Unknown, Unknown, Unknown

We sit in silence.
You bleed your heart until
your scarletsorrow spills
into my open hands.
Your eyes, green watercolorpuddles,
leave salt-stained cheeks.
Strands of tinylights
Blur between my lashes.
I tuck a curl behind your ear,cradle
your fingers in mine, trace
rose petal nails
with myfingertips
as if to protect
the only part of you I can.

Ihave asked for much,
but prayed only for you.






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Eilatan GOLD said...
on Apr. 10 2010 at 9:02 am
Eilatan GOLD, Old Greenwich, Connecticut
11 articles 1 photo 307 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Nobody is normal. Everybody in the world is a weirdo freak. Except you, which makes you a weirdo freak."

this is so beautiful


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