Is It Poetry
Sparks Leak To Form A Windows Heart - Poem by Is It Poetry
beam heats.. a tear upon
Red sparks her name..
flow down as wind lifts...
One Hand held out..
as window lights... wear..
one pink.. a golden ring...
Cloud retreats...suns yellow orb..
Drifts off..to touch the veil..of day...
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