The InBetween
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight
Monday, April 18, 2011
Formed Poetry
Coffee
The cup rises
To my lips haltingly
The closer it came the more my heart
crumbled
Monday, April 11, 2011
New Things
Coffee Break
Her hand tipped the coffee haltingly towards her mouth
As if the closer she lifted the cup
The more her heart crumbled
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