"coulored" poems
Quiet child mouth shut
Lives in a lake of solidity
Reborns black in white mantle
Reborns white in black mantle
Sings vague gestures
****** lips
In silence
Hungry clouds
Mysts of fire
Surrounds It's translucent waters
-I'm ash. I'm dust
Two coulored swan
****** lips
Lonely heart.
Mar 10, 2016
Mar 10, 2016 at 6:37 PM UTC