Scarred Mirrors (7)
In the room: a nocturnal sea.
Our caress: foam dissolving and renewing itself
Like a line of whiteness separating the dark from the dark.
Raquel Angel Nagler
Submitted: Friday, May 31, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, September 04, 2013
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