Tuesday, May 20, 2014

5/20/2014





Black as the  cloth of a  Midnight Walk,


      Beauty  Queen,  Painted Flowers   Framed   her face ,

 

                                                 Like a   daffodil.

  Littering the   Ground,   the  Lovers Flower  Bed .

                 Silent   Pictures   Gathered in a   Pile   what the  man   didn't   said.

        
 
 

                                                       Black  and  white ,  day and  Night  of his 1st  Hunt.

       He  still loved her .  

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