Saturday, February 5, 2011

tears

the portal he made
took all she had to give: she
only knew how to give

his departing fire
scorched at her unseen beauty
desolate she was

standing in lifeless
waterless, airless ash and char
she first felt her tears

tears that drained her life
into the grass and flower
and wooded surround

a bubble of the
former splendor surrounding
her still stony form

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