Woebegone smile
Lost in the dark of a room
Sumptuous lips part with words
Of the long gone past
Lilac scent
Redolent in a delicate nose
Flit about
That dark room
And remember all the lost
And all the past
And all the vanished
Dancing with your heart
Not your mind
Without your body
With the lithe beating
Of the *****
Said to hold love
Aug 30, 2013
Aug 30, 2013 at 10:23 AM UTC
Woebegone smile
Lost in the dark of a room
Sumptuous lips part with words
Of the long gone past
Lilac scent
Redolent in a delicate nose
Flit about
That dark room
And remember all the lost
And all the past
And all the vanished
Dancing with your heart
Not your mind
Without your body
With the lithe beating
Of the *****
Said to hold love
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