DawnA Poem by Caitlin LeaIt is That white Darkness Penultimate
To morning, And you Are here. Around us
The forest Wraps its Gnarls. All is
Still. You are Behind me, Arms like
Antique furniture. My body Is a sigh. Wings
Flutter Over my neck. A sudden Breeze"
“Sorry, My hands Are cold.” A beam
Reaches Over grey Horizon. My fingers
Are smooth On your arms. “No, I like it.”
My head Turns, Trunk Twists.
Your face Glows" I suddenly Recognize
Dawn. © 2012 Caitlin LeaAuthor's Note
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Caitlin LeaNorthwest, TXAboutI am a writer. I will only get better and better as I continue to work at writing. And if I ever get paid for it, so much the better!! I am a Christian, and I believe God has given me a soul that y.. more..Writing
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