Aug 2013
wounded treasure,
night departure.
her profound satisfaction,
his forgotten adoration.
the lovely,
vanished,
careless,
kisses whispered,
reappeared in gloom.
six months spread before her somber eyes,
a love so broken,
absent from him.
she grasped it,
for her feelings could not surpass the human tongue.
night departure.
her profound satisfaction,
his forgotten adoration.
the lovely,
vanished,
careless,
kisses whispered,
reappeared in gloom.
six months spread before her somber eyes,
a love so broken,
absent from him.
she grasped it,
for her feelings could not surpass the human tongue.
I found this poetry challenge and ripped out a page of a book, which happened to be Les Mis, and I highlighted words I liked and came up with this.
