Thursday, June 15, 2017

The Maiden

A light shines bright as the dark settles the night.
She lines the silk robe with a soft touch 
Her mind softens the incredulous and enlightens the ignorant
A smile divided by distance and a tune separated by octaves
A pipeline pumping the life-force of heart capsizing ships lost at sea

Souls washed ashore on an island made of trash. 

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