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Thursday, September 16, 2010

The Lonely Wind

Creeping Willow
Dancing tendrils
Dancing in the tender wind

Warm sighs grace the skin
To let him in or keep him out
Branches part, and links unlock

Scraping thorns
Cutting in the tender wind

Eyes redden
Blood flows
Drip drip dripping
In the cutting wind

Hollow wounds
Gaping mouths
Silent screams crying
In the freezing wind

The flame puffs out
Branches close
Links lock tightly
In the lonely wind.

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