Blooms in Indigo
Every day poems from a very ordinary aspiring poet
Friday, March 31, 2017
re-watch, re-tell
night descends while the window flickers with a soft breeze
I sit to watch the stars align one more time,
tell me another tale, then
my lone shadow
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