But An Ember
Saturday, July 16, 2011
Days Gone By
Clouds linger in this ghostly void
Haunting
Winged rhythms nest
Faint upon mountains of smoke.
What flew in these whispers
Was but a name,
Purple
Blue
Long lost to the shadowed sky.
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