Aqueous humour's not very funny

Neither is how easily we forget

The story of each other's pain

Arranged marriages of spirits and the

remnants of deep pain

The sky is a plush blue velvet

Its papery clouds are upon it

As if they are lace - the 

Dew glistens on the grass

Like numerous bright eyes looking

Up at the sky

The wrong arrangement can be d...

Read and leave comments (3)