Pale river, brown riverA Poem by Christina Reed
Pale river, brown river
River with white ripples Going through it vertically Thinking of you In the boat Going down the river Much like the Bateau Ivre Candlelight flickering in your eyes Black and white light on your hands The river is whispering delicately As we are dreaming in silk
© 2013 Christina Reed |
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