Petals of the sea
drifting down her cheeks.
Leaving silver footprints.
They fall to land on her breasts.
Cold kisses after death.
After sorrow.
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Mood Swings
PoetryA collection of poems I have written in the last year or so. Work in progress. I add to it every week. Let me know if there is any poem you like (or don't like). I love feedback on my work.
