Sometimes... Poem by Bera Tremoz
Sometimes...
Rating: ★4.5
the ashes cry as we bleed,
they cry at the end of each glass,
at the end of each riff
at the end of each breath
they rush the tempo,
sometimes bring it to a halt,
until the exaltation is renewed
until the light comes to you again
like the first morning of your life.
Saturday, January 21, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: ashes
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