Terms for Tomarrow

Terms for Tomarrow

A Poem by Melaniespace

The winter waft lies inside,
While blue and gray fall in place,
All my twinge turns to gain,
Today where the amorous embrace,
The existence thriving in my hemorrhaging eyes,
despite the essence in me high into the sky,
Dousing vacant slates with futile paints,
a great symbol of my undying fate,
No longer myself will I hate.

© 2008 Melaniespace


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Added on October 20, 2008

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