Soulo Moon

Afternoon Fog - Poem by Soulo Moon

Swallowing me, the fog from afternoon,
A trapped balloon was I, paralyzed.

Time run slowly, even the air felt heavy.
Bite marks deepened in my hand, like stick through the sea sand.

Then I knew, your name had been carved in.
Under every bit of my skin.

Topic(s) of this poem: love, name, time

Comments about Afternoon Fog by Soulo Moon

  • Kelly Kurt (11/26/2015 9:32:00 AM)

    Love engulf and permeates. Thanks, Soulo (Report) Reply

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  • Shakil Ahmed (11/26/2015 2:45:00 AM)

    nice poem thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Fabrizio Frosini (11/26/2015 2:38:00 AM)

    sent you a msg; hope you can answer it
    Have a good day
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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 26, 2015

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