IntersectionA Poem by Ana B.Let me love you in the morning When the world is still childish While my thoughts are still burning with life… While I’m being selfish.
A lost hope is a wandering star Waiting to be found… When a memory is nothing but a scar When the silence makes no sound….
Another woman at the horizon... The blackest blasphemy… And now my thoughts are full of poison Because I know it’s not meant to be.
© 2015 Ana B.Featured Review
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