Posted: August 29, 2014 in Poetry

Wringing out her rainbows
colors dripping on the floor
she mopped and tossed them
back into the river…

Drying out her silken sheets
dreams wafting up to the sun
she folded and wrapped them
in the closets of life…

Chanting aloud wedding vows
leap of faith, in a bed for two
she smiled and embraced
then left him pining…

She sings alone; so they say.



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