Flurries
maria.morisot posted a photo:
What shape
is the sky?
These birds,
in flocks, like flakes
of black snow;
Covering my sight,
in these days,
I can only imagine
your eyes,
blue pools
of death.
And I will dive
headlong,
into the past
of my unrequited
Sentence.
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