A Light Born Torch Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

A Light Born Torch



In a single heart
My pen eating blue
A paper paling white
The means of all the skin
In the hear dying its ends
And eyes closing down
Make not a single sound

©Miroslava Odalovic

Saturday, March 31, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: eating
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