The pale beauty of her naked shoulder.
Her parting lips,
Her sharp white teeth;
Enclosing passions of tremulous desires.
The breaking words of an ashen dream.
Among earthen avenues,
The waxing sadness of light.
Of starless nights,
Her almond eyes;
Surrendering thoughts like berries.
Dew drops arc lines,
Her sweet, sad face;
Illuminated in the breaking dawn.
24 September 2013