*there were endless baubled
babbles in her head,
yet, she spoke nary a word,
scribbled 'pon careful avenues
neath cautious sky cover,
her notions were
silver lined intended
amidst dandelion wishes,
but the waylaid winds
always whisked them away
as insignificant gray clouds
unquestionably appeared
beyond shadow's fair conditions,
whilst torrents smeared
a reigning scrawled disarray,
deluging what was left of
her frozen sunrise passages*
Jul 14, 2015
Jul 14, 2015 at 12:09 PM UTC
*there were endless baubled
babbles in her head,
yet, she spoke nary a word,
scribbled 'pon careful avenues
neath cautious sky cover,
her notions were
silver lined intended
amidst dandelion wishes,
but the waylaid winds
always whisked them away
as insignificant gray clouds
unquestionably appeared
beyond shadow's fair conditions,
whilst torrents smeared
a reigning scrawled disarray,
deluging what was left of
her frozen sunrise passages*
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