Whispers Of Your Name...... Poem by Minnie Gehrig

Sure as fire n spit,
Jewell tipped daggers
tounge slides across cheeks
as my words dropp from the wings of sparrows,

falling
always f
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N you are my silver staircase
but my feet do not find you
unsure steps in the darkness
n my elbows are scraped
n my knees are bleeding..........

the only sound is a heartbeat
echoing off the carnivouris walls...

n whispers dripping off
my lips
whispers of your name.............