David McLansky

(5/24/1944 / New York City)

The White Ship (14)


(14) My Pale Snow White

My pale Snow White
Sleeps day and night,
And though I kiss her
Cherry bright,
On she sleeps
In her glass tomb
As sunlight creeps
Around the room.

Submitted: Saturday, March 16, 2013

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