Scarred Mirrors (44) Poem by Raquel Angel Nagler

Scarred Mirrors (44)



We lie, each in his own body.
Between us time has stopped.
It waits for someone to make the first move.
To surrender his loneliness.

Saturday, August 31, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: loneliness
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