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Sydney Rianne Bouldin
Poems
Feb 2013
The Green of the Leaves and The Dark of the Night: A Continuation of Shades of Crimson on Her Pale Skin
As she sank to her knees,
Disappeared, she was gone.
Only a little time spent in this place.
As I welcomed the dawn.
Suddenly I was worried.
Where exactly have I been?
What is this place, what is the time?
Have I sinned, was I forgiven?
Dark forest all around.
Which way have I been running?
Mother Nature's green leaves changing.
Her creations, so cunning.
Who was that woman,
Really who am I?
What has happened to me?
That I no longer see the skies.
As I walk past the water,
My reflection radiant, in light.
The woman and I were the same
So what really happened tonight?
Number three of four.
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Sydney Rianne Bouldin
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