The sparkA Poem by Alexandros
The spark was in need of glorification .
The evening star' s dreams became bouquets of flowers and i a captive of dreams . To whom might you offer some flowers ? There is no one in the vicinity . The spark became fire , became smoke .
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Added on April 13, 2020 Last Updated on April 13, 2020 |