stained midnight

you knew the light
bent it in your favour
& leapt gracefully
across hearts

cheek and shoulder
rouged chromatic
incandescent
pretending

the dark
had no claim
over your lonely
clumsy soul

Rene ~ February 2012

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10 thoughts on “stained midnight

  1. I tend to feel we all have clumsy souls. I do. I am always trying to make sense of things in life. I never quite do. There is so much mystery in ourselves and even those we know best.Lovely poem.

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