Sunday, February 5, 2012
A Grave at the Novodevichy Cemetery, Moscow
THIS PHOTO, AT Magpie Tales, something to think about. Thanks, Tess!
The ashen one is beckoning,
pushing his heart out,
buying my soul again,
he draws my heart in,
At midnight a mirage of petals
blow a kiss,
lay bare a voluptuous pink,
pucker red like a clown's smile.
Fool me once more.
Rain recedes below the basin of earth.
a worm tucks in.
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