Friday, August 2, 2013


If all without does reflect what is within,
then how do these surroundings bear that out?
the touch of crumpled sheet in reach to floor,
the petal falling by the side of fading roses,
the lid not yet replaced on golden perfume,
the picture on the wall, just leaning to one side,
and there upon the carpet, shoes are leaning,
slow tossed across the room in darkest night.

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