Raquel Angel Nagler

Scarred Mirrors (26) - Poem by Raquel Angel Nagler

You arrive. You go.
You live in restlessness.
You leave traces of haste on the hours.
My mouth will fill you with slowness,
My fingers will trickle over you, calm as a drizzle.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, July 13, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, July 13, 2013

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