Sunday, March 18, 2012

Inhale the yawning frost
let it gather and collect
beside your sleepy heart
drowsy from neglect.
Rest your ghostly frame,
hush her muddled drawl.
You say you're feeling numb
but I know you feel it all.

7 comments:

  1. Spot on. Absolutely beautiful.

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  2. Oooo...your sleepy heart, drowsy from neglect.

    LOVE and adore the victorian-ish, romantic feel
    of your blog.

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  3. I love this! Keep rereading.. so beautiful.

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  4. Beautifully written! I have just stumbled across your blog and looking forward to following your journey...You are an artist of words. Lovely!

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