Saturday, September 13, 2014

Silver Dress of Tears

Do not weight yourself with your tears
instead let them be a silver dress
a moon kiss

You thought the path went one way
then you found a mountain grove
and sat blissfully doubting everything
an orange in your hand

You were always better than the stars
so why do you keep reaching
The possibilities are spread as wings
here, now, within your outstretched palms

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