orangegerberas
poetry. terse, whimsical vignettes of love and dubious remorse.
25 September 2012
cold light
I see luminescence
behind that look
in your eyes
in that lost moment
between whisper
and sigh
where I lose you
and find you
again
—
it’s a pretty word
for a cold
sight
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