Miroslava Odalovic

Rookie - 87 Points (Montenegro)

The Glow In My Eyes Just The Same - Poem by Miroslava Odalovic

It’s the light not to touch might bruise the heart
Glittering drops revealed in pearls
Grasshopper feast for an endless leap
Wind swept caressing beautiful morning
Of coming so close never to return
The beams soft rising rising from hands
It’s the light not to touch might bruise the heart
Might ruin the whole within a song
The final breathing of all the mists
In clouds raising thorns
In clouds growing flowers
Wind swept caressing beautiful morning
Of coming so close never to return.

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  • Vipins Puthooran (12/20/2011 12:38:00 PM)


    'tis a beautiful poem! ! !
    Dew, mist, breeze-I like dawn
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 21, 2011


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