Raquel Angel Nagler

Serenity (12) - Poem by Raquel Angel Nagler

Lately I feel
Like a lost shoe, detached from the step.
Its open mouth
Condemned to become a sigh in the sand.
You whisper: my skin is old leather.
Now I know that even having arrived up to here,
To this shore of murmurs,
Was worthwhile.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 11, 2012

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