the woman walks
upon the
water
across to me,
hands in my reach
her hair shines radiant
as the beaming sun;
memorable, her wispy lines
her eyes
glimmer
against
the reflective light
her world falls
on and on
her endless demise
(shåi)
Mar 31, 2018
Mar 31, 2018 at 10:02 AM UTC
the woman walks
upon the
water
across to me,
hands in my reach
her hair shines radiant
as the beaming sun;
memorable, her wispy lines
her eyes
glimmer
against
the reflective light
her world falls
on and on
her endless demise
(shåi)
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