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oil pastel and poetry © cindy serio oct 2013 |
I
saw your reflection dancing in my soul last night,
a
stale cigarette your only companion.
I
saw you kissing the blueberry light far away,
embers
glowing, fire burning, ashes falling like stars from the sky.
I
saw you swirling your secrets among the aspen trees,
abandoned
in the story written by strangers.
I
saw you dressed in black silk as dark as the deep,
softly
flowing, gently fading into your pain.
I
saw you falling ...
falling
...
falling
into
the raging river ...
slipping
away ...
slipping
away ....
slipping
away
i see you ....
i see you ...
i see you
come
home