roslyn ross - small stones and other poems
Saturday, January 25, 2014
Soul does sigh
Soul does sigh and bend me back,
to conjure spirits deep; cap the
curl of destiny, to trickster time;
neglect, then spirits nest like
trinkets and fold me to myself.
http://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2014/01/19/1035/
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